Yeah, no, Alastor was about as innocent as the general population of a maximum security prison for the criminally insane. Not only would Loki be quite in the right to try and consider a way to make lemonade out of this particularly bitter lemon, Alastor no doubt expected as much. Trying to find a way to make the inevitable mutually beneficial, if not mostly beneficial unto himself, was already a work in progress at this point.

Mutual manipulation!

"Excellent way to deal with folks who like tryin' your patience sir, you can learn a lot about it by hangin' around retail stores." He's never met a group of people more adept at telling someone to go fuck themselves in such a fashion that the recipient left them positive reviews in the paper. It was magic.

"Oh I'm not too picky, my friend, not too picky at all! Meat usually hits the spot! I'm more a venison man myself, but I'll take hamburger, steak, pork, chicken- Anything, really! A drink to go with it might not be a bad idea either. You ever drink mint julep, Loki?"