But to use my masculine wiles in such a way would be morally bankrupt. It would spit in the face of truth, justice, fair play...and a bunch of other rot.

[Because Loki places such moralities on pedestal, you see, he cares deeply about fair play!]

You've rooted me out. Dinner was a clever ruse, my opening move, to disguise my thinly veiled designs of conquest. What a terribly, transparent creature I am, a bad, bad man.

[He might as well go with it now.]