I am! Sorry to disappoint in appearance, I've set down my crown of sausages for the time being. Kitchen's closed.

[ Until he feels like being that indulgent (to himself, for the attention) again. A once-over of the Magical Boy in blue-and-tatters has Loki slumping comfortably, just for good measure, and his fingers curl over the keyboard on his lap as he nods to the staff. ]

If something small, furry and cute is going to ask me to make a contract for one of those, I'd rather not. Yours is interesting, though.