"They have," Natasha said, and for the most part it was true. Loki's behavior with her in New York couldn't be referred to as 'gentlemanly' by even those most ignorant of manners, but this Loki was different than that Loki, wasn't he? Or, he was thus far. Either way, Natasha was attempting to give him the benefit of the doubt for the time being, and even if she wasn't, his name-calling was something to be taken up between herself and Loki in private, not with his mother.

"Captain Rogers and I are very good friends," she continued, smiling and extending a hand to accept the drink Loki brought her with a nod of gratitude. She lifted it to her mouth and could smell the vodka before she took a sip, which burned only slightly. She found it interesting that Steve had already met Frigga, but then she didn't exactly have to strain her imagination to know how that meeting would've gone. Steve was the sort of guy that mothers loved, after all.

"Shall we have a seat?" She asked Frigga and Loki, gesturing to the cluster of chairs that Loki had been sitting in before Natasha had approached. "I have heard that Thor is also at the hotel, but I've yet to see him for myself. I trust he and Jane are doing well?"