[Thor laughs, not because he wasn't being serious but because he's not quite sure he landed his coy request. He rubs his neck sheepishly, casting a wry smile over at her.]

Ah, I was thinking I might join you for dinner. [He points out, seeming to shrug off the sheepishness.]

If not, it's totally cool. I'll just do an awful job with your car. [He smiles, vacantly, then seems to panic and adds:]

Kidding, kidding of course.