If the smile didn't give Fiona pause, it at least caught her notice and held it for a moment, if only because it seemed like the first truly unguarded gesture the guy had made. Well, and it was a nice one, she could admit that much. Outwardly Loki seemed the polar opposite of her tastes, but he wasn't difficult to look at.

Fiona's own smile was instinctive, and she considered the bottle a moment before looking back to him.

"I do have other customers I'll be expected to occasionally serve, you know," she said, but was reaching for the bottle anyway. "One more," she said, holding up her index finger for emphasis. "I like this job, so I'd kinda like to keep it."