Of course Loki follows him, his smile breaking wider at Paul's 'I took care of it'. It would be ominous, if they weren't talking about his car, because Paul was always thorough. Efficient in a way that would be scary if Loki didn't already trust him so much.

"What can I say, we both know takin' care of cars were never my thing." It was Paul's and part of the respect they had for each other growing up was not elbowing in on the Things that they both liked. Accepting each other what they were, what they wanted, what brought them that small fraction of peace that they both so deeply needed.

"So I'm guessing this means that it hasn't run as well as it's going to since it came off the lot?" He couldn't say that he was proud, but he was. Paul was good. Paul had busted his ass for this. Two days. For him. His cheeks were going to hurt by the time they parted again.

"Got the bill handy?"