“yes please.” Loki said happy with the idea of French toast before pouting at no Honey. She was about to go look herself when Steph beat her to it. “thank you Steph.” Loki said happily giving her a kiss on the cheek while she resumed making her tea just the way she liked it. Tony, for his part, was passed out on the communal couch with a wrench in one hand and a very greasy oil slick rag in the other. He had probably been up all night working on something and hadn’t made it all the way to bed.