Tony took another sip of his coke, sitting on the arm of the couch Loki was lying on as he waited for the popcorn to be done. "Glad you're enjoying it, Bambi," Tony smiled, thinking up yet another nickname for Loki. He practically had a list. Lokes had been accidental when it had first slipped out but it had sort of stuck in his mind. "Nah, I'll get through them. Only two more movies. And anyway, coke has caffeine in it. That'll keep me awake." He grinned, taking a large gulp before hopping up and heading back into the kitchen to collect his popcorn. He poured it into a large plastic bowl before returning.

"I'm assuming you don't want any popcorn?" He asked as he stuffed a handful into his mouth, munching before pressing play to start the next movie. He stayed perched on the arm of the couch Loki was on, which was surprisingly comfortable, just in case the god did want some popcorn. At least that was the reason he told himself. He doubted Loki would want any popcorn, he was ill. Tony glanced at Loki occasionally through the film, sort of subconsciously. He certainly hadn't really meant to. But it happened. He hoped Loki didn't notice.

It was through the combination of drinking the whole can of coke and eating quite a lot of sugary popcorn that Tony stayed awake. Which was probably a good thing considering if he fell asleep he would either fall onto Loki or fall onto the floor. He wasn't sure which he would prefer. For some reason his mind seemed to like the Loki option. He ignored that. Sure, he didn't mind Loki. He was good company even if they had tried to kill each other before. He hardly knew the god anyway, even if they had spilled stuff out to each other. He did want to get to know Loki better though... Which he found kind of strange.