"Let's hope so." Loki didn't do well with disappointment, particularly when it came to certain proclivities. While she had unlimited patience when it came to schemes, that patience was in short supply when it came to satisfaction.

The hand that held hers was cool as she interlocked their fingers together. Standing, she began to move, expecting him to follow without a tug until they were free of the crowd. A doorway materialized in the shadows and she stepped through it. It wasn't until they were through to the other side that she pulled her hand free.

"Make yourself comfortable."