Loki practically ran out of Bishop's class, his legs buckling with excitement, he couldn't wipe the large smile off his face if he could. He jumped eagerly out the gates, stopping suddenly at the sight of glorious Stark. He was wearing his trademark sunglasses and chewing on a cocktail stick with thought, he had grey jeans on and a grey band shirt on. Loki slowly made his way over to him, noticing how Tony's smile widened the closer he got. "Hey babe, how was the paper?"

"Do not make that a thing to call me by and as for the exam, piece of piss." Tony laughed, jumping away from his car and embracing his much taller friend, Loki could only return the hug half-heartedly.

"I knew you would do well! You're going to go on to do great things my friend!" Tony removed himself from Loki's grip, pinching the skin of Loki's cheek softly. Loki narrowed his eyes at the smaller man; normally he would make a crude joke or sarcastic comment of his success. Tony noticed the annoyance in his friend's face, "What's wrong?"

"…You're being too nice, are you after something?" Tony over exaggerated the look of betrayal on his face. "Well, you are aren't you?" Tony shrugged, out beaten at his own game.

"Yeah, when can I get that potion and prove you wrong?"

"I knew it!" Loki pointed to Tony, drawing a few people's glares as they fell out of the university. "And anyway, I wouldn't know where to begin with the potion you want." Loki dropped his hand, placing it protectively over his bag.

"We could talk about it over dinner, my treat." He hit Loki's shoulder playfully, wrapping his arm around his neck before dragging him in the direction of his car.

"I don't have much of a choice, do I?"

"Of course you don't!"

Later...

"Where were you in the exam anyway?" Loki frowned at the food on his plate, poking the nutrition with his forefinger before sighing. The diner was warm and cheap, with creams and reds as the ideal colour to go around as a theme, it reeked of happiness and innocence and it confused the demi-god. Most of the people in were old, sat and ate their food with forgetful sad faces. The odd few would walk in and order a coffee to go, couples or broken families trying to recreate lost time. Loki grasped his cup, sipped gently at the coffee as he waited for his friend to answer. Tony sighed at Loki's curiosity, dropping the food he was about to eat and sitting back against the leather seat, his eyes wouldn't meet the taller friend's.

"My father wanted words about the business." Loki nodded softly, moving his lips away from the cup.

"Good or bad news?"

"Depends how you look at it…he wants me to take over the business." Loki's heart flew to his throat.

"W-that's great!" Tony looked over his glasses to his friend, beginning to eat again.

"Is it really? If it's soon, and it will be, that means I'll have to drop out of class…I'll never be around." Loki sighed, looking to the floor. He placed his coffee on the table, crossing his arms and leaning them against the table. Tony had never been interested in psychology or his grades so it came to Loki's surprise that it bothered him. Things came easy to Tony, regardless of what it was. Loki could only assume it was his father himself causing Tony's upset.

"So what, as well as being a magician, you don't eat either?" Loki eyed Tony; his ability to turn convocation's so serious into something so light hearted amazed him, but Tony spent most of his life changing the subject. The food before Loki wasn't to his standards, he wasn't a health freak but how people could eat such rubble shocked him.

"I eat when I'm hungry Tony; it saves me money and time." Loki went along with the subject but Tony still didn't seem convinced, eyeing the curly haired man with soft chocolate eyes. Loki sighed, picking up the large untouched burger and taking a mouthful of the harmful substance. He chewed the beef like rubber, unable to shake off the unearthly feeling.

"You hide your disturbance terribly."

"I can feel my arteries clogging, that's why." He coughed, the taste of product meat still thick on his tongue, making him shudder. He dropped the object with little care. "That's disgusting-"

"Nope, it's American food." Tony helped himself to grab Loki's burger. "Do you have your spell book?"

"Yes but you can't touch it with your greasy fingers. I will read the spells out to you instead." Loki wiped his fingers of the fat onto his napkin before retrieving his leather bound book from his sachet. Tony removed Loki's plate from in front of him, allowing his book to sit on the table at full length. He stroked the spine, feeling the snake skin rough under his nails before he opened it on a random page.

"I'm only offering enchantment as a spell; I don't want you destroying yourself or putting others at harm."

"You're no fun; I wanted to meet my future self."

"Don't insult my intelligence please, how about a love potion?" Loki pointed to one of his favourite enchantments; he had used it on mortals before, just for fun. Tony twisted his face, shaking his head. "You don't wish for love?"

"I don't believe in love." Loki raised his eyebrows, urging for more information. "I'll tell you another time Lo, got anything else?" Loki sighed, giving up on the subject and returning to his book.

"God-like senses- Oh wait, who knows what you'll do with that…"

"Hey- I would be reasonable!"

"Please, if you could have god-like strength or even the ability to fly, you would create more havoc than solutions for the world." Tony just smiled at the thought. "Don't get any idea's Stark…I have a better plan, now that we have narrowed it down I can pick one for you." Tony growled in protest, Loki silently dragged his foot along Tony's leg, watching as the growling stopped and he made no further attempt to argue.

"You're easy to persuade." Loki noted out loud. Tony made no attempt to hide his flirtatious smile.

"Wrong, I'm just easily distracted."

"I was going to wait for a few days but I might as well ask now." Tony threw a few dollars on the table, grabbing his blazer he skipped after Loki. "My family are holding a party three days from now, I say party it's more like a social gathering for the dull and distressed." Loki couldn't hold back his smirk as the two left through the entrance, the sun had well past set now and a few neighbourly drunks were making their way home. "So I was wondering if you would join me, keep me sane and possibly entertained for a few hours? I would appreciate it." He opened his car door, entering the driver's side and waiting for Loki to join. The taller man leant down, opening the door but making no action to sit by him.

"Is this a date Stark?" Tony lowered his gaze and head, a smirk resting on his blushing face. "I only live around the corner, so I won't need the assistance of your car."

"You're no fun."

"But I will join you over the two days you need me." Tony smiled with success. "There better be beer." He whispered just under his breath. With that he closed the door, watching as the car roared into life and sped off out of the car park.