Well wasn't this chap a cheerful one? Loki's lips tugged into an amused smirk as he decided to sit down next to the man, placing his own small bag of treats beside him. Thorkitty wouldn't mind waiting a little longer to tuck into his fish-shaped biscuits. Turning his head to the stranger Loki nodded, pushing some of his hair from his face.

"Yes, I have just come from there. I've been buying some treats for my catwing since he does enjoy fishy nibbles."

Who would have thought a god from Asgard, Loki, would be musing about tending to an animal? The man had changed it seemed and all for the better. As for his new acquaintance the god summoned a bottle of red wine, clutching it firmly between his fingers.

"Eclectic you say? How do you fancy tasting some vintage Asgardian red wine? It's one of my favourite tipples. I would go easy on it though, this isn't your average weak mortal liquor."

A wave of his hand and two glasses appeared out of thin air at the god's command. Would he be seen drinking from a bottle? Norns no. He was a god and a prince. The man's preference for swilling liquor out of a bottle could be kept to himself. Loki himself had decorum.