"Welcome to the modern age, darling," Anastasia all but cooed as she pressed down on the button again.

Loki was someone that she had considered herself friendly with. It wasn't as though she didn't still consider her appreciation of him to be something valuable, but given circumstances, true value was something dangerous in a place like this. True value got people killed, which meant that the only way to keep it safe was, as it always had been, to make it look worthless. If that came hand-in-hand with tormenting a friend, then so be it. Especially if that friend was a snide little snake and made it just a little more fun than Anastasia knew it should have been.