[Speaking of the phone, Loki sneaks invisibly over to Parker's side to set it on the floor by his foot, scooting away before the boy notices his proximity or Stark gets a fix on him.]

[The illusory Loki crosses his arms.]

Hardly, as he has often told me he does not believe I will ever die. I should hope, if he were to invent my death for a jest, he would allow me the dignity of a heroic effort.

[And now he rolls his eyes.] Destroyed half of New York? That is a new level of hyperbole from you. Particularly as there was not even so much as a single car accident caused by my last visit.

[He looks over the hole in the ceiling and other damage Iron Man has caused.] And I would think you would inform me that the residence I am familiar with is no longer yours so I would not cause trouble by mistake with the new owners, particularly if that is how you intend to greet me.