Alex watched silently as Loki revealed himself before her. She expressed neither wonder or fear as his suit transformed into shimmering gold and green armor. [i]So that's how he did it[/i], she thought. When Loki had finished speaking, Alex pondered for a second. She rested a hand on her chin. 

"Loki. Asgard. Yes, now I remember!" Alex blurted out. She raced to her room and recovered her world mythology atlas. When she returned, her hands where already flippping through pages littered with colorful markers. She finally placed her finger down on a single page and looked up at Loki.

"Loki. The Norse God of Mischief," she announced, "Do you mean to tell me you are a god?" Her voiced seemed distant, quiet and free of any mockery. She stood still, waiting for his response. Her dinner was left to cool untouched on the kitchen counter.