It felt a little like trying to kidnap a small child. Maybe he should have brought candy to offer, or pretended to have lost his puppy. Loki quirked a brow and put his hands on the steering wheel, rubbing his palms against it for a second.
"I told you. I'm a friend of Bernadette's." Both of them were lying, apparently, because 'friend' was the last word Bernie would call him. "You really should be kinder to people in need. I'm new in town and I need a ride and here you are scolding me."
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