The man in the iron suit sat in a chair, his face buried in his hands.
"What the hell happened? I feel like I pounded about twenty gin and tonics last night." He said.
"We know not." The large blond man answered.
There was a whirring sound from inside of the man of iron's suit and it lit up. Then a calm british voice emanated from it. "Sir? Are you alright?"
"I think so, um, sorry I don't know who you are."
"Jarvis, sir."
The man of iron nodded thoughtfully.
"Right, right. And who am I?"
"Tony Stark, sir."
"Okay, uh, Jarvis, do you know what happened here?"
"I do not sir. The armor was disabled, I've been offline for a few hours." At this point Stark's suit began flickering on and off. Jarvis's voice faded in and out like a weak radio signal. "Sir, I think you should-" With that Jarvis fell silent and the suit turned off.
"Well that wasn't ominous at all." Stark said.
Tony began removing his armor.
"Well that's three down, one to go." Steve said.
"If I might," Loki began. "I think I can help with that." He held up the notebook. "This journal makes reference to my brother. Thor. He carries a hammer and is a large, blond, oaf- uh I mean blond person."
"Then so it must be." Thor said.
Tony stood up. "Great, now that Simba has returned to Pride Rock..." All three men stared at him in confusion. Tony sighed heavily. "How have you not seen Lion King?"
"Is this a traditional tale?" Loki inquired.
"Kind of. It's been around for years? Based on Hamlet?"
Loki and Thor's blank stares remained but Steve's cleared.
"I know that one!" Steve said. "We had to read it in high school. I think"
"Thrilling." Tony said. "As I was saying, now that we've figured out our names, maybe it's time to move into phase two?"
He moved to the doorway and tried to turn the handle. Locked.
"Well, there's nothing to be done. We live here now." Tony smirked.
"Is laughter really warranted at present?" Loki said.
"We're locked in, what do you want?"
"You hardly tried."
"Have at it Salazar."
Loki stared at him. "I don't understand, my name is Loki."
"It's a reference to Harry P- Never mind. Just try the door. Or better yet have Point Br- uh Thor and Steve try to break it down"
"That door is made of solid steel." Steve said. You'd have to be on steroids to break that down."
"I agree with Captain Rogers. It would be foolish to attempt." Thor said.
Loki experimentally jiggled the handle. He sat down in front of the door and opened the small notebook. While he and Steve had been waiting for the others to wake up, he had skimmed the pages. He got the distinct impression that he hadn't been a particularly nice person. That didn't sit well with him. He liked these people he had woken up with, well except for Stark. They were all trapped together, so that meant they were friends, yes?
Loki ruffled the pages of the notebook. At the end was a list. An index of sorts. He ran a long pale finger down the page. One read unlock. Beside it was a symbol. One he found he could read easily. This was silly, but they culdn't wait for their captors to return. Could they? He stood and placed his hand on the lock. He whispered something and, to his surprise, heard a click. He turned the knob.
"Shall we depart then?" Loki said.