"Certainly, sir," the AI replies. "Shall I take you to the penthouse level?"

The lift is already moving, of course, but it's a matter of courtesy to ask.

Tony snorts at Loki's comment as he lands, and sort-of frog-marches the (for now) unresisting little villain (he definitely seems smaller; slightly shorter, narrower shoulders, though the coat and armour make it hard to tell) into his penthouse.

"Have a seat," he says, pushing Loki towards the couch. It's not a suggestion.