"Do you know Tony Stark?" The question is directed at a pale raven-haired teen who responds with a nonchalant shrug, "Can't say I have heard of him."
"He was your physics lab partner last week!" Steve yells incredulously.
"Well, why did you bother to ask if you knew that already?" is the snarky reply.
"Steve, let me handle this. Loki, right?" Natasha smiles, a caricature of friendliness. " I am Natasha and this is my friend, Steve."
"I don't know why you are playing the humility card by introducing yourself when you are the head-cheerleader and he is the captain of the football team. You two are the epitome of the American highschool stereotype."
Natasha continues to smile, unaffected. "Well, we didn't want to presume."
"Sure. Now, if that's all. I have a class to attend." Loki shuts his locker with a dramatic flourish and waves at them mockingly.
"You have 5th period off. I checked." Natasha smirks.
"What do I owe for the honour of a stalker?" Loki asks amused but eyes sharpening with critique.
"We have a proposition for you." Natasha finally says.
"Sorry, I don't do threesomes."
"You bast-" Steve is interrupted by Natasha placing a calming hand on his chest. "We can all come to a mutually beneficial agreement here. You do us a favour and in return, we do you a favour."
"And, why would I want a favour from you?" Loki scoffs.
"But you want money." Natasha says without missing a beat.
Loki scoffs once again, "Again, why would I want money from you. Last time I checked my family was still rich."
"They are but I don't think they would want to pay for your drugs." Natasha states and beside her Steve looks smug.
Loki stares at them blankly, his face arranged into an unreadable expression but a moment later splits into a machiavellian grin, "Guess, you caught me. So what favour do you want, if it's not my body."
Natasha opens her mouth to reply but its Steve who blurts out, "I need you to take Tony Stark on a date."