Now that could not have gone any better had he orchestrated the situation himself, which he had not. Honestly!

Oh one could never tell, but really, that had gone off without his hand in it at all and the glorious chaos that sprung from it put a small, nondescript smile on Loki's lips.

Now the drunks were leveling their confused, imagined slights at one another and the elf wasn't hanging back to appreciate his very fine work. What a shame, which was why he had to follow.

"It is pandemonium in there, you've no wish to observe?"