If he were aware of her hidden nature, Loki would immediately make a joke about Nikki being the embodiment of a one=horse open sleigh, so the jingle bells are fitting. He's not, though, so she's spared that indignity. Instead, he glances up from where he's sitting sipping a Candy Cane Crush, in a corner that's taken on a pleasant mint-green tinge, which is interesting in contrast to his deep blue skin and red eyes.

"The drinks always do something strange," he tells her with a smile and a shrug. "It's best to observe a few people before you choose one. I recommend against the s(lay) ride, but the rest seem harmless enough."

"The good news is, you have your own musical accompaniment for a bit!"