"Would you calm down, it'll be better if you just relax," a woman's voice states. Thor raises an eyebrow, wondering what mess Loki's managed to get himself into with the mortal woman this time. Loki lets out a long groan which is followed by a couple of thumps and even a yelp. "Dammit, Loki, you know you like this."

"Maybe the first time or two, yes," Loki says in a strained voice," but now it's just torture." Thor looks at Tony, unsure whether or not to enter the living room of Stark tower or just keep the door closed and walk away like nothing happened—Tony decided on the former. "Do we always have to do it your way, a change of pace would be nice." Another thump and a long groan.

"Don't sass me, Mister God, I'll just stop it and leave right now—"

"Don't be like that, you impatient child."

"If I was a child this wouldn't be happening." Tony's eyes widen in shock, well-aware that it was his teenage daughter that was in there with the God of Mischief. He pushes the doors open, freezing at the unexpected scene. Loki and Sasha were sprawled out on the floor, fighting over which movie they would watch.