You are the new God in Asgard, people below worship and praise you as you give them your blessings. You starting to get use to this new type of way until you see Heimdall leaning againat your own room with a smug yet disgusted glare towards you.

"I'm not going to hold back one bit but...I don't like you, I generally just don't like you"

Wow, he's an asshole to you already-

"I mean just tell me, what the hell are you wearing hmm?"