Tony and I make our way into the pastry shop, it’s 5:59 so i get some blueberry muffins, which were actually really good. The man walked in, his long black hair looked greasy, he wore a black suit with a black under shirt and a black tie. He quickly speed walks to the table in the corner eyeing everyone.
“Loki!” Shouts Tony.
It finally struck me the man I was looking at was none other than Thor’s brother Loki.
He snapped his head up, eyes glowing a dark green. He narrowed his eyes at the man who seemed familiar but no name was coming to him at the moment. Loki stood but did not walk over, still cautious of the people who were eyeing him
/still open?/
Yeah
I had to hold back tony from attacking him, he seemed to confused… there was something telling me that he was completely oblivious that TONY FREAKIN’ STARK was standing right in front of him, like he didn’t even remember that the Avengers kicked his behind a while back. There was something off about him, he gave a feeling similar to that of the lost white boy she helped named Bucky…
A grin spread over Loki's face in recognition bit he still didn't move towards him. He gave a small now before walking out the back entrance of the shop. He hadn't cares whether the man was Tony Stark, only that he was here in New York. Now he could proceed with the next phase