Loki shakes his head, smirking. "You do not know how to handle this without any stolen candy or hurt feelings? Let the wicked God of Mischief teach you a little."

He conjures a large bowl out of light on a table far from Miguel, then opens Lokispace and pulls out a large bag of candy, the type that stores sell for Halloween preparation. He whistles, then pours the candy into the bowl. "This is all for you elves, and there is more where it came from."