Loki hadn’t seen much of Tony that day, not that that was unusual behavior. He figured the engineer was spending time in his lab, working on a new suit or one of those ridiculous experiments of his. Hopefully it wouldn’t be another mutant beetle like Ninja, though Loki had come around to actually enjoying the bug’s company.
Just not in the shower.
The smell of the smoke reached his nostrils almost immediately, and the fire alarm that sounded through the Tower sent Loki into a sprint from his office, heading straight for the kitchen.
"Tony? Tony?! Damn it, by the Nine I swear if you—" Wandering into the black smoke made him gag, but he waved his hand in front of his face, clearing it away with the sweep of his hand. "What’s going on in here? You never use the kitchen? Tony? Are you all right? Please tell me you didn’t burn yourself!"
Out of the smoke came one bedraggled engineer covered in foam. He groaned. “Loki? Oh goddamn, you’re here and I ruined dinner….” He pouted and looked forlornly at the smoking kitchen. “I’m fine.” he added belatedly, “But we kind of need a new kitchen.”