Loki, out on one of his typical roamings, had grown bored with the usual trickery and games. As much as he loved sitting back and pulling invisible strings, sometimes he wanted to be right in the very heart of things. To do rather than manipulate others into doing.

This had brought him to one of the seedier undergrounds in the multiverse. A club with a reputation for catering to those who were seeking something a little more appealing. It wasn't some dump. Not a place that would admit just any old oaf, but that suited him just fine. He liked being part of the more exclusive.

Once in there, he didn't even bother to order himself a drink first. He didn't need one. He had spotted what he was thirsty for the second he had walked in.