Tony expanded one of the hot rod schematics with a flick of his wrist, he tried very hard to concentrate on it, looking over the pistons and valves and filters. He was pretty sure he was acquiring a tick. It took him five and a half more minutes and the feeling of eyes on the back of his head before he collapsed the schematics and whipped around to glare at his 'guest'.

"Alright, what do you want?" he demanded of the god who was currently sitting in one of the many chairs around his work shop, lounging about like he owned the place. His legs crossed, his elbow on the armrest and his chin in his hand, making the simple office chair look like a throne.

"Want?" Loki repeated, smiling in question, Tony just glowered at him crossing his arms. "I want nothing, Mr. Stark. Can I not simply be in your company?"

"No," Tony replied swiftly, "You want something, otherwise you would be locked up in your room, scorning all of us."

"I admit that was the most appealing activity available to me when I first arrived, but now I find myself bored, and of all of the 'Avengers' I find you the least detestable," he said with ease, looking down at his finger nails.

"'Least detestable', can I get that in writing?" Tony joked wryly, Loki looked up at him amused.

"If it would make you feel better," he said lightly, Tony's lip twitched. Then he shook his head.

"Stop," he said and Loki's eyebrows raised in confusion, "Stop being…" he waved his hands in the gods general direction, "Likable."

"Likable? I am not sure I understand your meaning, Stark," Loki said, staring at him evenly.

Tony groaned, "Whatever it is you're doing…I don't know…just stop," he was close to whining.

"I still do not know what you mean Stark," Loki sighed, "But if you are somehow insinuating that you are warming up to me then that is of no fault of my own."

"Oh yes it is, you're acting all…chummy!"

"Chummy." Loki stared at him.

"Okay you're not throwing me out any windows! That's chummy for you!" Tony threw his hands up in exasperation.

"If you would like I could defenestrate you once more…however we are not near any windows, I am afraid the effect would be lost." He said and Tony pointed at him dramatically.

"That! You're acting all- I don't know! But it's weird!" he declared. Loki was silent for a moment before he sighed.

"I do have more in my compendium of abilities and feelings than anger and violence, Stark," he said wearily, "Contrary to popular belief I am fairly fun-loving."

"Oh really? And here we'd thought you were bloodthirsty," Tony replied sarcastically.

"I have never, nor do I ever intend, to be bloodthirsty," he replied with a frown. "Just because my methods are too close to how you used to make your fortune does not give you the right to label me."

"I think it does, actually," Tony snapped, and Loki glared about to open his own mouth to reply when one of the screens popped up facing Tony, showing Bruce.

"Tony, have you seen Loki? He hasn't been around for several hours so-"

"He's with me," he grumbled, Bruce blinked behind his glasses.

"Oh, alright, you're…um…okay then?"

"He is perfectly safe with me, Dr. Banner, you need not fret," Loki said from behind the screen.

"Right…" Bruce was obviously not convinced, then he was bumped to the side by a boisterous teen.

"You two better behave down there!" Tali said with a very wide grin, "Keep your clothes on!" she yelled and then with a giggle the screen went dead.

Tony spluttered and Loki choked.

"Well, I guess we know she's spent too much time around me," he said after he'd regained his composure. "Or…will spend…too much time with me…"

"That is not necessarily true," Loki said after a moment, Tony looked at him, "I am quiet well known for my own…adventures in bed, as you would call it."

Tony stared at him for a moment, "Okay…was not expecting that."

Loki smirked, "That's why I told you," obviously pleased with the result.

"You wanted me to know you're just as much of a man whore as I am?" Tony asked.

"No, I wanted to see the look of stunned idiocy cross your face when you discovered I am moreof a 'manwhore' as you say," he replied smiling.

"Bullshit."

Loki smirked, "Do you want to bet?"