((Collab between LordSanta and NarcissisticPotato))
Loki opened the door of his apartment to reveal... Nothing special. It was a fairly non-descript if slightly bare apartment, on account of him not using it most of the time. Loki took off his coat and put it on the hook near the door. He wondered if he should clean up. He shrugged, because there wasn't that much to clean up anyway, also on account of him not using it often.

There was a wide screen TV near his couches in what served as a living room. The table and the kitchen were all fairly neat and the floor was clean. There was actually very little one could glean from Loki's apartment other than the fact that the person living in it wasn't there much and they liked kids shows. Arrayed under the TV were DVDs, mostly childish ones and disney movies. Loki stocked a few of the other Genres in his DVD cabinet, but they were dwarfed by the amount of young people's movies there were. That aside, the apartment had a modern feel to it and had a good view of the Los Angeles skyline on account of being on the 15th floor.
"Make yourself at home." He called out to his guest as he placed his bag of cookies on the counter.

"Got it." She murmured, sliding her coat off her shoulders before she hung it up on the coat-rack just beside the door. Following him in hesitantly, she peeked around the room, narrowing her eyes in an attempt to find any hidden clues that would give something away about him. Plus, as a Meta, one had to have a certain level of caution, even with someone who was apparently your new teammate. "Nice place you got!" She chirped, sounding genuine as she quietly moved into the centre, looking for some place to have him rest. "Right, you can have the cookies later. I need to see your dreams. You need help sleeping or can you deal with that one yourself?"

This actually required a little bit of thought. First of all, he'd had a lot of sugar within a few hours and that usually equated to a lot of energy. That meant that yes he would need help. Maybe. He wasn't that tired, after all, and he hadn't done much but eat. Wait... He had an idea.
"Hold on, I got this." Loki said, vanishing into his bedroom.

Loki quickly changed into his home attire, a world peace shirt and gray tracksuit pants. This was an idea. There was always one particular genre of tv show that put him to sleep: Reality shows. No really. It would hardly take him 5 minutes to sleep after watching one. He didn't have a particular reason for it, he just found them boring. And he was sure that many people would agree. "Alright," Loki said, stretching as he left his room. "Let's do this."

Loki dived onto the couch parralell to the TV. He turned into a sideways laying position and grabbed a cushion on the way. Sliding to the end, he reached out to grab the remote on the table next to the couch only to realise that he was facing the wrong way and that the table was on the other side. Loki then stretched out with his foot, groping the table for the remote. Remote found, he oicked it up with his foot and threw it over to his outstretched hand and caught it, spinning it to face the TV and turning it on. Browsing his recorded tv shows, he switched to his 'sleep shows' and flicked onto a rerun of American Idol. There was one show that he really disliked! "Oh yeah, turn it off when I go to sleep, please." Loki told Scarlett as he chucked her the remote. "I don't want to listen to this any more than I have to."

"Something something something" The announcer seemed to say. The theme song was lulling him to sleep, and barely 3 minutes into it, his eyelids drooped and he was asleep.

Scarlett watched him with deep intrigue, wondering how someone who appeared to have his life in order could be so... chaotic. He seemed to ramble around his apartment; first moving to his bedroom where he got changed before he arrived back out in the livingroom. Shrugging it off, she slipped her jacket off and kicked her boots from her feet before she fell down onto the chair off to the side of his livingroom. Yawning a little, she stretched out before turning to examine the TV. Honestly, Scarlett didn't judge him for feeling drowsy from watching reality TV - it was horribly boring with a clear lack of intelligence behind it.

Fixing him with a curious glance, she watched him slip off into a deep sleep before she smirked and climbed to her feet. Once she had lifted the remote and flicked the tv off, she made sure that she was sitting comfortably in the chair - there was nothing worse than coming out of a dream to find that you had fallen asleep with a weird posture and messed your back up!

Once she was settled, she closed her eyes and inhaled a deep breath through her nose before sending her mind out, scouring for some form of intelligence for her to access. Clearly, he was the first she found but she also somehow gained access to the people below him. Of course, Scarlett had no desire to investigate their consciousness so she focused in on him before she too, fell into a deep sleep. The light faded, dissolved into a thick black liquid that oozed darkness before things flashed suddenly; she was in.

Her first thought? This explains why he doesn't have a significant other. The sight that awaited her was none other than him sitting at a giant table playing... Jenga with... giants? Giants with sharks for hands. Brilliant, Scarlett wasn't usually a judge of characters but she could physically feel her brain-cells dying. "Are you serious? This is what you get up to when you're dreaming?" She didn't like the fact that the control of the dream still rested in him, considering this dream was one of the weirdest she had ever seen!

"Huh? Oh, Hi Scarlett." Loki said, noticing the girl's presence. "You might want to stand back a bit because this'll end soon."
Loki punched a side block from near the bottom and rode the space elevator to the top, putting it at a precarious upright position just to mess with the banana titans. Their howls of anger let Loki know that all was going to plan.

"No one said I couldn't put it upright, and you agreed to follow my rules!" Loki said, countering their angry babbling.

The Banana titan conceded that Loki had a point, but was still mad. Perfect. The banana titan tried in vain to grab a Jenga block, difficult when one has sharks for hands. The more the titan clamored for the block, the more unstable it became. He tried picking on it, but was losing patience. It tried to carefully inch the block out of its place, but with snapping jaws instead of fingers, it was a difficult task. Inch by inch the block came out, and the tower swayed every inch. Carefully, the titan extracted the block as the tower leaned in the same direction. The Jenga block freed itself with a pop and the tower slowly came back to resting state. The titan roared in victory and placed the tile onto the top. This was it. The Jenga tower was unbalanced by the placement of the blocks and fell with an almighty crash, heralding the doom of the banana titans. The titan roared in rage as he disappeared into oblivion, never to be seen again.

"AW YEAH!" Loki whooped victoriously as the final fantasy victory theme played in the background.

The Jenga blocks disappeared, and in their place, a floating key was seen. Loki jumped off the space elevator and landed on his feet, making a crater near the key. He walked up to the key and slowly lifted his hands to it. In the background, the chest opening theme from legend of zelda began playing, and Loki held the floating key above his head with pride. Key in tow, Loki made his way to where Scarlett stood.
"Sorry about that. I proposed a game to decide who gets the master key." Loki told her. "But what are you doing in my dream anyway?"

Scarlett was simply standing, shaking her head in disappointment. After the Angry Birds story, she hadn't exactly grouped him as a serious individual but this was just borderline insane. "I expected maybe a strip-club or Scarlett Johansson... but this?" Sighing softly, she shook her head as if an attempt to forget it before she fixed her eyes on him. Scarlett was trained to deal with threats but there would come a time when martial arts wouldn't do anything against other Metas. In that time, she needed someone who could back her up properly, someone who could make sure that if she did slip up (not likely), it wouldn't result in something bad. Currently, he didn't look like a prime candidate for that sort of position.

"This is my main power, Loki! I can enter dreams and control them if I [i]really[/i] want to." Sighing, she flicked her wrist so that the scene suddenly switched to his apartment, darkened by a LA night. "Granted, it's still your dream but you know that I mean." Turning, she moved to his counter before jumping up onto it and taking a seat, lifting his bag of cookies before she extracted one carefully and began eating it. She had never tasted those cookies before so they didn't exactly have a taste but hey, she was stealing another thing that he had bought!

"The reason I'm in here is because I want to see what type of person you are on the inside. Dreams are a great place to see that: they allow me to see your darkest desires and your brightest dreams. Like back then, it kind of shows a want to be better than even the mightiest of beings. Have a bit of a superiority complex going on there, Loki?" She teased, biting down into the cookie once more.

"Not really, I just like messing with people." Loki said, taking off his bear helmet. "Though funnily enough, these kinds of dreams usually end with me returning the world to its former state with an all powerful tool of something or other that I won by using legal loopholes. So yeah, I guess you could say that."
Loki threw the bear head over his shoulder and looked over the Los Angeles cityscape.

"This is pretty accurate." Loki said. "But I notice that I still have this bear suit and the master key. Well, whatever."

Loki threw the master key over his shoulder as well and dived onto the couch, relaxing even though it was technically his dream and he was also still on the couch, so he was diving onto his couch from his position on the couch which made no sense.

"That's a pretty sweet power, though. I could think of a lot of fun stuff to do with it." Loki said thoughtfully. "But the question is, what are we doing now?"

"Of course it's accurate, I just built from memory. Pretty easy, actually!" She exclaimed, finding a cold feeling run along her spine before she pulled the sleeves on her hoodie up to her fingers and gripped the cookie with two hands. Still eating it, she looked out along the LA skyline before peeking back towards him. 

"Well, currently, I believe we are sitting in a virtual recreation of your apartment. If you're talking about what we're going to do now then I don't exactly know." She stated, frowning in general towards the wall as she thought about it. "We can wake back up but I like it here. In here, things can be whatever you want them to be and you don't have to deal with how fucked up the world is. You can just... drift." Sighing, she turned back towards him before sliding down from the counter and looking around.

"I guess we can head back now. I'm pretty much up to scratch on how to control your dreams!"

"Well, that's alright. I guess." Loki said. 

He was unsure as to whether or not having a teammate know how to control some part of him was a good idea. They were teammates, after all, but there might come a situation where Loki would have to fight her some time, probably if either of them betrayed aperture and the other was sent to take them out. Hopefully, that wouldn't happen however. Regardless, Loki should likely wake up now, which was kind of odd considering that most people wake up naturally from their dreams. Well, that wouldn't stop Loki because he knew how to wake up.

"See you on the other side." Loki said, getting up from the couch.

He walked over to the discarded master key and held it point first. He stuck it into the air and the point disappeared into some cosmic keyhole of his dreams. He twisted the key and his vision broke like glass stemming from the space he'd stuck the master key into, fracturing into tiny pieces giving way to darkness. He felt feeling come back to his body and opened his eyes. He got up from his laying position and looked outside to see that the sun was close to setting and night was soon to come.
"Well, it seems that night's going to come soon." Loki said, getting off the couch.

He made his way to the kitchen and put an apron on. If night was falling, it meant that it was around 5:00-6:00 PM. In other words, dinner time.
"Would you like to stay for dinner?" Loki asked Scarlett.

When he woke, she was still curled in the chair opposite him, sleeping soundly. She didn't actually stop dreaming when she left his; she simply just returned to her own dreams were she could live out old memories again. She wasn't in the mood for that today though, so the most of the time was spent sitting up on the hill that was just above her house. It was peaceful up there and her dream was so perfected that she could even hear the birds in the trees and the distant honks of cars in angry traffic.

When she did finally wake, she stretched inwardly before peeping her eyes open and staring at him, her eyebrows settling into a frown. Once Scarlett has realised where she was, she relaxed into the chair again and nodded slowly. "Sure. I could do with some dinner right about now."

"Just tell me if you're allergic to anything, I think I'll make some pasta." Loki said, digging out all the things he needed from the pantry.
As Loki boiled some water in a pot, he wondered about the job and working for Aperture. Certainly, working for them had perks, but he wasn't sure they would take it so well if he backed out, which he was prone to do sometimes. Nothing he could do about it, though. He'd have to deal with the consequences. 

Loki added the pasta to the water and began to deal with the condaments, taking out a saucepan and setting the flame to medium while adding some butter. Speaking of the contract, there was the matter of Scarlett, who could see into people's dreams. That was a pretty handy meta power, but he wondered what kind of job required that kind of power. The only thing he could think of was either assassination or interrigation, which made sense with his power. Though he'd need something non-lethal for the interrigation thing. Maybe a tranquiliser gun. He could ask for one later.

But more importantly, were they friends now? Loki glanced over at Scarlett curled up on his chair. Loki shrugged as he fried some garlic and onions. Probably. People he wasn't friends with often didn't come to his house to hang out or something. And friendship was good.

Loki began cooking in earnest, adding sauce and mince meat to the mixture, as well as some stock for the condaments. The pasta would be done soon, so he took it off the boil. Regardless of the situation, he was being hired for a job and he didn't want to disappoint. The pasta was nearly done. Loki wiped the sweat off his brow and drained the pasta. The young girl who'd talked to him in the cafe about the job had told him that if they got caught, they wouldn't be arrested, but Loki had other worries. Assuming he 'betrayed' apperture for some contrite reason or another, it wouldn't go so well for him.

"The pasta's ready." Loki said, serving out his creation into 2 bowls and bringing them to the table. In the end, it didn't really matter how well it would go. He'd have to deal with the consequences of his actions, regardless of his will or intent.

((TL;DR: Scarlett goes to Loki's house and they both fall asleep so she can enter his dreams. They're weird, she's a little unsure and so they back out of them. She looks like she's staying and he makes some pasta for them! Yay, friends!))