He smirked. “No one likes a cheater.”
“Whatever you say, pet. Not like anyone likes me anyways.” He shrugged nonchalantly, emerald eyes on her face.
“Ohhh, fishing. Naughty.” She shook a finger at him. “You’ve done nothing to make me like you. Why then should I?”
“What you know of me from reputation is all true. Take from that what you will.” He winked.
“It is all true, and yet you are flirting with me. Why might that be?”
“I flirt with everyone. Didn’t you know that?”
“Not wise, Loki, not wise. You wish to be liked? Earn it.”