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I'm on the planet. I will send you the coordinates.

[ And he'll be waiting exactly where he said he'll be. He's dressed in a black suit, looking a little paler than normal due to his recent bout of sickness but otherwise hale and healthy.

On my way.

[ And Clark waves to him when he sees him. He's carrying a package under his arm. ]

So, are you ready? [ He smiles at Loki mischievously. ]

[ He can't help but smile back. ]

I am, but my expectations are rather high.

No pressure, huh. [ He waves them over to a nearby table overlooking a main square. Clark's not wearing glasses today, but he seems to have stuck to buying more flannel. Yes, even in space. ]

Well, here goes.

[ He takes out two plates and some cutlery, as well as a thermos full of tea and freshly baked apple pie. ]

[ Loki blinks as he watches Clark bring out all this food. ]

Did you . . . make all of this?

Yes. As a thank you for showing me around the other day.

[ Two mugs for the tea. He offers the thermos to Loki hopefully. ]

[ At a loss for words, Loki unconsciously takes it. ]

It was hardly worth all of this.

Should I have sent flowers? [ Teasing. ]

[ Though the tips of his ears go slightly pink, Loki smirks. ]

Flowers wouldn't hurt.

[ Loki is creating a monster. ]

All right. Which ones are your favourite, then?

[ Look, he's a needy creature. It only takes him a moment to consider his answer. ]

Trumpet lilies.

I'll keep that in mind, then.

Please, have a slice.

[ Loki eyes it with his customary wariness before relaxing and taking a slice. He takes a bite and savoring it quietly. ]

It is good. Not too sweet.

And the tea?

[ He chuckles softly. ]

The tea is lovely. There's no reason to be so concerned.

Oh, someone might have told me they have high standards. You can't blame me for being a little worried.

So, how would you rate my ambush? On a scale of one to five, one being the worst, five being the best.

Mmm.

[ Loki leans back in his chair, looking as if he's giving this a lot of thought. ]

Perhaps a four. I had to remove points for the lack of fireworks and flowers.