Hm, not much for jokes, is he? Loki popped one of the cheese squares into his mouth and leaned up against the table. If there weren't the promise of food here he may have already left. The last headache he needs is Captain America. "Of course you would." He replies dismissively.

His gaze actually shifts up to meet Rogers' this time, a small semblance of confusion visible. "Should I?" As far as he is aware he hasn't been here before. He would remember such a plush little hideout that is trying desperately to make newcomers comfortable. No matter how welcoming the staff is one does not turn a blind eye to abduction and the written notice saying that he is needed for whatever cause they want taken care of.