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Loki tilted his head before squinting his eyes towards him, thinking about all the food he ate up in Asgard “…Well…” and he sat there for a couples of minutes listing all the food he and the other Asgardians ate. “But it seems like you don’t have any of that…right?” He leaned forward, getting too close to Bill. “You mortals do have strange ‘food’ down here don’t you?” He smiled, still over taking Bill’s space.

      _{{ ♫ } — During the whole speech of food he could never get, Bill just stared with a look of confusion, then he snapped out of the trance as the other one broke his personal space, automatically leaning back just slightly to have some breathing air for himself. “… Yeah. Apparently we do,” he muttered as he got up from his chair. “I gotta.. go do something.” He smiled before he moved to the back room of the cafe once again, closing the door so he could call his brother. He just needed to hear his soothing voice right now. The conversation was short, and Bill told him about Loki before they hung up. Sighing to himself, the brown-eyed man went back outside, only to remain behind the desk once again to look through some papers.}