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[Steve's being restless and actually exploring the more risque side of Carnivale this time around. Part of him is a little bit salty, but he's trying not to show it. Whether or not that is working, well, it probably depends on his conversation partner. There is a lot of noise in the background - talking, laughing, and the low thrum of bass beats.]

Does anyone want to show me how to do this?

[He turns his phone camera toward some nearby people, who are apparently customers outside of Trixie, lounging at tables and enjoying the party. Apparently the theme for the night is lingerie and everyone is dressed to fit. One of the women he turns to says something too muffled to hear in the din, but the message is clear from her grin and inviting gesture.]

Thanks, no. I don't have one. Maybe next time.

[He turns the camera back to himself, smiling a little bit dryly.]

They look like they're having fun. [Anyway.] I know we're all pretty used to holidays here, but I've been thinking a lot lately about my home. Right now, we'd be celebrating the birth of a nation. And a dream... Since some of you have been here for a while, I'd like to know more about the worlds you came from. We've got a unique city on this moon. People from all kinds of places. I'd like to celebrate that too, if you'll allow it.

[Filtered away from MCU!Loki]

And if anyone sees Loki, can you do me a favor? Wish him a happy birthday. The older one. He's probably going to avoid it, but he should enjoy the day too.

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[ That hand is shaken firmly, because it seems the polite thing and Loki isn't running on all cylinders. She laughs through a scoff. ]

Twin! He's me. But, no, I've seen him too little as of late. Is it really his birthday today?

You're still individuals. I don't think you're the same person.

[He goes along with shaking her hand mostly out of confusion, because he can't just not do that. And if she's all right, he doesn't have to hold her up. The question takes priority.]

He's been gone, but I thought he came back.

[Maybe he'd been mistaken? Steve doesn't think so, but it's hard to tell with unpredictable gods.]

We're supposed to celebrate it today. I guess it's not officially the day, but he deserves to have one.

Sounds fake but okay.

[ Swigging her drink as opposed to arguing facts (no one has time for existentialism tonight, least of all anyone in a garter on the street), she pauses mid-sip to wipe her mouth with the back of a hand. ]

Whoa, whoa, he left? Like, maybe took a trip through the portal, you think?

You're your own person, Loki. You and he get to decide that.

[Steve Rogers will always defend that right without question. To the death, if need be. Whether they disagree or not, he puts a hand briefly on her shoulder to emphasize his point.]

He went home. But he was coming back.

[And there's concern in his eyes as he says that. Yeah, he's worried. He doesn't understand why his boyfriend would be avoiding him if he really came home.]

Never mind. What's all this?

[ They don't get to decide much of anything, is her opinion, except to accept they're the God of Lies and just. Stop being bothered by it. Odin sets down all the raw deals ... Slow-blinking her way out of a debate she doesn't want to touch when itching under a bra-strap in front of Captain America, Loki huffs out a resigned sigh. ]

Then he'll be back in a day or a week or ten years, it's all semantics if he wasn't specific. Don't sweat it.

[ Giving times and dates isn't how any Loki rolls, in her experience. ]

We're, um, getting wrecked. [ A thickening of her adopted Manhattan accent happens as she straightens up, perkier as she gestures to the hubbub. ] It's another festival! The perfect time to implement "Lingerie Night" as a monthly stable, keep the punters coming back whenever the city goes quiet again.

... Hel, don't let me explain my diabolical plans like that.

[ God of Shots tonight, not so much the secrets. ]

[ He's not particularly bothered by the lack of modesty. Aside from not really fitting into the scene, Steve actually looks almost at home. If it weren't for his clear disappointment at not being able to find Loki one might even say he was enjoying the event. ]

Is that how it works? Dressing up when things get a bit too quiet?

[ And it's not criticism when he says it. There's a tilt of his head as he looks her and some of the others around them over with curiosity. ]

What part of that plan is diabolical exactly? It looks like it could be fun.

The making money off lonely hearts part, if you look at it from that angle. [ Noting his curiosity she offers a bent arm. ] You wanna take a tour? Promise you won't be the one getting groped, I look way better in stockings than you do in jeans.

In that case, you're the incarnation of evil and I'm going to stop you. But you're probably going to have to wait. There are a lot of businesses on this street alone and I don't like the idea of letting people cut lines.

[ Steve looks surprised by her offer, but pleasantly so. He takes her offered arm with a hand, aware of how his casual clothing choices stand out but deciding to just embrace that. ]

Sure, show me around. I could lose the jeans if you wanted, but I think that might be too much even for your party.

Oh, please, you're like green grass fodder. Tall, blonde, hench ... Ten a penny!

[ They don't have pennies in Asgard but it's a fun way to work in that saying as she takes his arm, leading him into the mouth of the club. The pub isn't so bad; it's the underground hub that Loki is slowly eking her way toward, once he's explored the rest. ]

Do you drink? I have my own formula for gods and supers.

[ That does make him laugh. The way Loki describes him as less than common is a strange thing to hear. Not bad, not painful like some of the things in his past have been.

Following her lead is nice, actually. Steve hasn't ventured into many clubs at all and having a host with him makes it easier to navigate. ]

Mm, I can. It just doesn't usually do much for me.

[ She has his attention. It makes Steve wonder exactly how Loki managed to make something that strong at least. ]

[ Her smile slants slyly as she leans in to insist, ] It will.

[ Asking never garners answers with Loki and she offers none either. All the way to the bar she looks satisfied, then bids him take a stool as she goes behind the counter to join the staff. ]

Tell me, what do you like the taste of?

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[Steve's eyebrow raises at that. It doesn't explain anything and he has doubts. Really, what evidence is there that alcohol will actually manage to do anything to him? He's gotten used to expecting to be untouchable, at least by that much. But the experience is still pleasant enough. It satisfies his curiosity.]

Mm, I guess beer is all right.

[ He doesn't think too much about it so he's not very creative with his answer. It's the first thing that comes to mind. ]

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