Loki - still dripping some water - approached the fellow in the fancy white coat while fixing a little smirk to this lips. "I'm gonna guess you got the wrong case? That happens awfully often." He ran his fingers through his hair again and placed the headpiece - maybe he should just call it a crown after all - back on his head while pointing a thumb at himself. "Laufeyson, Loki Laufeyson - or Laufeydottir when feeling like it. So I gathered you were lord something something... Hanz was it?" Loki had an accent that could be called 'very vaguely scandinavian'. "Could really go for a good bratwurst right about now. Completely missed breakfast."