"They could not have used chocolate chips?" Thor grumbles good-naturedly, shaking his head with fondness and closing up the bag to set it aside. He's going to try to eat it, certainly. The children will no doubt ask him what he thought of it the next time he sees them anyway, and it can't possibly be as unfortunate as the Halloween of years ago now.

Almost like, Loki says, and Thor lets out a surprised chuckle. "Hey," he protests, but there's no heat to it. He's in good spirits despite the dimming of his smile, a more thoughtful look taking its place. He's quiet for a moment, sipping his soda as he mulls it over. "Can you court someone without realizing you've been doing it?"