WHO: Fun Size Loki, Dick Grayson, probably Pixie but I don't want to speak for her, other people who can contrive being in the area? Fairly open, just send a PM if you're going to cut in, unless you're Lestat in which case just cut in since you live there and it seems rude to boot a person out of their apartment.
WHAT: Bonding!
WHERE: Seattle, Bluebunch 102
WHEN: Shortly after
Dick said hello to the network.
WARNINGS: Trolling, probably. Can't think of anything else.
SUMMARY: Loki was going to just say hello over the network, but it isn't THAT far and it's a lovely day for a walk.
Loki probably had better things to do, but nothing pressing really came to mind.
...actually, that was a lie, a great number of very pressing things came to mind and almost all of them related to his relatives. They could wait, at least until Loki figured out what to say to them and until he could muster the courage to see Sif in person, which would take a while as a large part of him was utterly terrified of her.
(The unrelated two: Ikol and the hel-wolf, but as there had yet to be any sightings of a massive soul-devouring quadruped he felt like he could assume that one was safely back in Limbo. The hel-wolf was not a subtle creature. Ikol was, and as such was more troubling.)
So the new import was a welcome distraction. He considered just responding over the communicators, but he could've sworn that he saw the newcomer entering a nearby building and it was a decent day anyway. And so he walked over, possibly accompanied by others (probably summoned through handwaven communicatior action) and knocked on the door of the apartment in question. He had his most endearing 'I'm an innocent boy, really, don't listen to Sif's gross exaggeration' smile in place.