The seatbelt he'd been fumbling with nearly slipped from his fingers when the other guy made his little comment. He let out a small, nervous laugh that sounded almost like a hiccup. What was wrong with him? He never got this nervous. Maybe it was the fact that the were going to his place, or Loki was probably the most attractive guy he'd ever left the bar with.

Pressing his lips together, he took a slow, deep breath. He actually didn't want to scare this one off. Maybe that was the reason. He wasn't leaning so hard on trying to push someone away that he was unbalanced, not quite knowing what to do. He stayed focused on the immediate task: starting the car and pulling away from the curb. Not an easy task this time of night. But by the time he entered the flow of traffic, he felt a bit more like himself.

"So...just how nicely would I have to ask?" he flashed a crooked smile at his passenger.