Loki took the card back and placed into one of the pockets of his suit. He turned to her, smiling warmly. "Oh yes. These are mine now." He stepped closer to her, raising an eyebrow at her as a smirk covered his lips. One hand moved up to her shoulder, gently trailing down her arm his other hand moved around to her back. "Did Dr. Banner not like his phone call," he said with a bit of sarcasm in his voice. "He's probably jealous he didn't get invited. The tables aren't that large here," he teased.

"Are you so sure that you are safe with me, Lady Diana?" He leaned in closer, pressing a soft kiss to her cheekbone. "After all, you heard him, I am very dangerous. Who knows what might happen on the dance floor later?"

He chuckled, his eyes full of mirth as he danced away from her. "Let's go put these in the car, shall we?" He wanted so badly to admit how good it felt to have her in his arms. He wished he could tell her and have her there so much more often. A shiver had run through him as sniffed her beautiful perfume.

Loki offered his arm out to her. "Shall we go get our dinner? I'm very hungry and would love a bite." He laughed, giving her a look as he stepped closer to her. Suddenly, his face grew serious. "Diana... Thank you, for defending me. You didn't have to. It... It means a lot."