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Re: some ambiguous time after ghosts

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Wait time? .076 seconds. The spheres complex was, relatively speaking, small. It wasn’t often Tommy broke out real speed, the last weeks had been jarring enough for him to feel the need for it.

So yeah, he was there quick, leaning against the wall near the door, raising an eyebrow at the Asgardian.

“Food, Huh? Always a good bribe. What do you want?”

Re: some ambiguous time after ghosts

[morethanatrickster]

The longer they're friends, the more convinced Loki is Tommy is the best friend for the impatient: they never have to wait. He rolls a shoulder in a shrug, a mischievous glint in his eye. Truth be told it, was always there, whether he was up to something or not. No wonder no one trusted him.

"Can I not simply invite a friend to a meal without suspicion?"

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See, the mischief is half of why Tommy likes him. Speedsters who don’t prank are clearly doing it wrong. And they definitely bonded on his birthday with delayed mischief night.

“I mean most people can. But you? Could be a ploy to take over the sphere with me as a henchman. Which would be a smart choice because I could do the work of ten henchmen.”

He grins at that. If he smiles enough then pain can’t touch him. Clearly.

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"Tempting," he grins as he moves toward the door, letting them both inside. "But breakfast first. It's the most important meal, after all."

And the smells were, admittedly, amazing.

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Tommy loves the smells and grins as he walks in. This is good.

“I want a mountain of bacon. And Canadian bacon. And ham.”

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All things Loki has never tried, and yet he finds intriguing.

"What marks the difference between bacon and the Canadian variety?"

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"So bacon is bacon," Tommy answers as he finds a booth and settles into one seat. "Canadian bacon is a thin ham or something. Both are good."

Breakfast is a meal of protein and starch in his opinion.

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"I see." Whatever they were, it smelled divine. They were told to take a seat wherever they'd like, and Loki made for a table where he could see everything.

"What do you recommend?" Because he's really out of his depth here.

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"Well, depends on what human breakfast foods you've tried so far," Tommy answers, pulling the menu out. So many things to order.

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Loki followed his gaze, pausing for a moment before taking a menu.

"Let us assume 'none.'"

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None? Tommy's eyes go huge, and he definitely doesn't approve of this fact.

"We're getting some of EVERYTHING. Pancakes, waffles, an omelet or two, and all the meats."

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Loki laughs to spite himself, but doesn't protest. He may not have his brother's appetite, but he wasn't adverse to food.

"I'll yield to your greater experience."

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Now wouldn't that be something to see, an eating competition between Tommy and Thor? Well, he's happy with what he's got. And yeah, greater experience indeed. Tommy grins and starts flipping through the menu.

"You had coffee? We can get that. Milkshakes. Oh, and we've got to look at biscuits and gravy. What would you think to chicken and waffles? Awesome stuff if you ask me. But you don't put syrup on it."

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"You have no need for coffee," it was spoken with amusement. "But I'm not certain was a milkshake is, or why one would pair chicken with waffles."

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"I have a biological need for coffee if I'm going to pay attention to people properly," Tommy counters, but he grins at the confusion and waves a server over.

"We're going to show you SO many amazing things, Loki. Like, you can't even imagine."

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"Is that right?" Somehow he doubts that, but he'll just let Tommy lead the way. He doesn't get to do that often. "Well, now, that's a claim. I can imagine quite a bit." He waves the menu before setting it down. "Surprise me."

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Caffeine helps him focus. He definitely uses a lot of us. World is too slow, he needs to slow down with it. Not everyone is affected by chemicals the same way.

The cue for surprise makes him grin, and Tommy soon is talking animatedly to the server, listing off everything he wants delivered, including two milkshakes, a pitcher of juice, and a carafe of coffee.

"And toast," he says at last. "Lots of it. Let's go with twelve slices. Half white, half wheat. And jelly. Butter. This guy's never tried this stuff."

The server hardly looks interesting, just hums and nods and turns away to go pass it on.

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Loki chuckles at the display. Tommy, always so eager to please when given even the slightest opportunity. It was adorable really and one of the things that had so quickly endeared him to the boy. Now, Loki thought of him as sort of a welcome addition.

"I've had toast course, but what's a bit of melodrama between friends?"

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Call him adorable Out loud and your breakfast is going to be worn, Loki. As it is the server walks off and Tommy leans back on his bench. And he smiles.

“Melodrama? No, man. Marmalade.”

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Oh, if he ever does, it will be from another place and an astral projection. He chuckles at Tommy's comment and gave a shake of his head.

"I'm aware of marmalade, Tommy."

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"Yeah, well, now you're going to ENJOY it, on a sandwich, with egg and sausage and bacon. Maybe some hot sauce. It's going to be intensely amazing."

Tommy grins, because he's the sort of guy that absolutely has to have weird foods because he wants a lot of food, and lots of complex flavors at once.

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"What sort of sausage?" In Loki's experience, after all, sausage came in a variety of different flavors, types, casings. "And what sort of marmalade for that matter?"

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"Breakfast?"

Not like Tommy eats a lot of the other kind. Except for pizza sausage. Is that not the same thing? He can't be sure.

"And I use the orange typically."

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"Let us assume I'm unfamiliar with 'breakfast sausage.'" He folded his hands before him on the table and smiled ruefully. Clearly 'breakfast sausage' was common enough it should be assumed. Interesting.

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"Well, you're about to be super familiar with it. And with the fine art of diner balancing," Tommy answers.

What, you may ask, is diner balancing? A game Tommy has gotten up to over his years at restaurants and his strange relationship with time and patience. He grabs the salt and pepper shakers and puts them down, one on top of each other in a tower.

"The point is to take everything on the table and build a stable structure out of it."