That's when the sound of the front door unlocking resonated throughout the room. There was never any such thing as 'just another day', but one made do, and in this case actually managed to get home at something somewhat approaching a reasonable hour.

Coulson stepped inside, carefully closing the door behind him. One never could be too careful with a swift kitten in the household, after all. He started to shrug off his suit coat and then stopped. "Oh, Loki." And then something else caught his eye. "Please tell me that's not a tiger."