Puck stepped inside and looked around as he took it in. Sparse but comfortable fit Loki nicely.

"I've dodged more intense questions and she already knows I'm planning to be a gentlemen." Puck answered with a chuckle. "But if need be, I can remember to bring up the notebook filled with thoughts on how good you are--" Puck cupped his own chin in thought. "I think that's how those older romance novels go. Someone puts everything in a diary and simply pines so much they could be mistaken as a missing tree. But I've not read one in ages, so what do I know?"

And there was the comedy, in that Puck and Loki already knew of the fake notebook, so the scandal of it being discovered could never actually happen. Puck smiled at the snacks and refreshments set out.

"Well. This looks lovely!"