Oh, good Norns. He hasn't heard Thor laugh like that for years. Loki can't help but smile back, although that smile dissolves into a small yowl of surprise and outrage when Thor drags him into a side-hug.

"You're an oaf," he says, but the laughter in his eyes says he doesn't exactly mean it, and when he grabs at the front of Thor's tunic, it's for balance, not a move of aggression. "Right, then, what madness is this?"

He peers at the song title, opens his mouth, and closes it again, because when you're right, you're right, and Thor is right. His chuckles starts out low in his chest, and he claps a hand to his forehead for a moment in exaggerated dismay.

"Oh, Thor. You should never make dares with me. But you're right. This does look like a fitting choice." He scrolls through the lyrics briefly, then asks, "Fine. But who is Frank and who is Annie?"

When it comes right down to it, he's pretty sure he can hit a higher note than Thor, but then he's also pretty sure Thor can hold out a note for longer. So either way should be equally disastrous amazing.