[ Don't think of her legs on your shoulders, don't...

Too late.

Loki pinches the bridge of his nose. ]

I've gotten to host precious few since arriving; it's not too much, I promise.

[ Ah, a bakery. Let's see if he can manage to have this conversation, breathe, and order food items at the same time. ]

Besides what sort of person would I be if I couldn't meet the needs of friends?