Of the Gods

Too Much

He quickly comes back saying, "Clearly, it's because of my insanely good looks"  with a wiggle of his brow.

"Woah there" you hush him like a horse.

"Hey, don't you horse around with me like that!"

"Oh wouldn't you love it.....Loki?" the words leave your lips garnished with a devilish grin, wiggling your brow in the same manner.

"Oh come on, it was the 1300s, what did you expect? I was young and stupid then."

"Not much has changed," you retort with a shrug and a laugh.

"Say, how bout we blow this popsicle stand and go cause some trouble? You in?" he proposes.

Well, are you?

"I still have to work on that earthquake account you faked, you idiot," you say with a smile.

or

Sure, why not. I could use some trouble...