Loki turned, livid. His hand shot out and, with a loud snap, left a reddening print on the other one's cheek. "Trying to bribe me now, are you?" He asked. "How about the truth in exchange for the bottle?" His lips curled into a cruel grin. "Besides - I may not have any use for it now, but I might tomorrow. Or the day after. If you got it, I'm likely to get it, right, Librarian?"