"Please?" you asked as you stood on your tippy toes to look him in the eyes. It wasn't your fault that he was so damn tall!
"No," was Loki's curt reply, walking away from you, the 'weak' mortal. Puffing out your cheeks, you grasped the back of his flowing cloak.
"Please with a kiss on the cheek?" Turning around, a serious look on his face and using one breath, he said...
"No." You pouted and pondered if there were any other things that you could use as leverage.
"Please with a kiss on the cheek and dark chocolate?"
"No." Loki began to walk, no strut, away from you once more. You followed...
"Please with a kiss on the cheek, dark chocolate and a jeweled crown?"
"No." His patience for you was wearing thin.
"Please with a kiss on the cheek, dark chocolate, a jeweled crown and a pretty picture?"
"No!"
"Please with a kiss on the cheek, dark chocolate, a jeweled crown, a pretty picture AND Thor on his knees?" At this he paused. To see Thor bowing down to him and knowing that he was more powerful than Thor with his stupid hammer WAS appealing, but Loki couldn't see how you could help. Maybe you had something up your metaphorical sleeve (You are wearing a tank top at the moment).
"Fine..." Against his better judgement, Loki handed you his staff. Time for you to activate part 'B' of your plans.
Placing your lips next to his cheek, you whispered, "You're not getting it back Loki. And I'm not doing the things I promised."
You kissed his cheek and took off as fast as your mortal legs would allow you. Loki seriously needed to be more careful around you...