As an old friend of Jane Foster’s, you’d never have expected to be thrown into a blind date of this league. After a few weeks of Thor’s “brother” making joking remarks about her bringing a friend so that they could have a double date, Jane relented and decided you would be Loki’s date. She told you that he was the brother of Thor, her boyfriend, so you most likely expected something in that same vein. Blond, handsome, brutish. What you didn’t expect? A 14-foot-tall blue Frost Giant prince sitting across from you, his legs tucked into his chest like an adult sitting in a high-chair.

“So… you’re Jane’s friend?” He leaned back, almost hunching over the entire table still.