Loki is dressed well, if a bit more casual than most get to see him in a green long-sleeved shirt and black jeans. He doesn't find the pants as comfortable as many humans make them out to be, but then he doesn't plan on wearing them for that long this evening.

"Thank you," Loki says, looking around the immaculate living space with an appreciative eye. He's been here a few times with Barton and Romanoff (the aforementioned break-ins,) so nothing is terribly surprising. Except for what brought him here, obviously.

"I thought some wine suited the occasion. Though if you do not wish to indulge beforehand we can always save it for later."

He holds out the bottle, dragging his eyes up Coulson's body as he had in the elevator. Obviously the man couldn't do anything untoward at work, so Loki's curious how he will react now that they're in his home.