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Chapter 2.

I fumbled with the shiny piece of paper. "How do I do this again?"

Thor, probably to brag about how he was better educated in Midgardian culture than I, explained how it worked once more. "For the last time brother, you pick out which food sounds the most appetizing, and when the woman returns, you inform her of what you would like to eat."

"Okay," I sighed, scanning the list. Everything was foreign to me. Hamburger? Hoagie? "What are you having?"

"Whatever Janey's having," Thor replied sweetly. Jane beamed proudly. I looked expectantly at Jane.

"I'm ordering the chicken caeser salad," she told me. My head cocked, perplexed.

"You should get the cheese steak," Darcy chimed. "That's what I'm getting."

Well, if Darcy was having it, so was I. "Sounds good to me."

After our stomach churning fall to Midgard, Darcy and Jane took us to a 'diner' (as they put it) to grab some lunch. Yes, I've been here before - it was a dark time - but while I was here, I veered from Midgardian culture and demanded my loyal servants to assure everything to be strictly Asgardian, from the places I slept to the foods I ate. This was truly my first real stay on earth.

"Okey dokey, are we ready?" a plump woman arrived at our table, pen poised over a notepad.

"Yes we are," Jane answered for all of us, which I discovered she did frequently. "I'll be having the chicken caeser salad, and he will too, and they..." she gestured to Darcy and me.

"Yeah, we'll both take the cheese steak," Darcy ordered. I grinned at her appreciatively.

The woman scribbled quickly across her notepad. "Alright, I'll be back soon!"

"So, what do you guys want to do today?" Jane asked. She leaned over to sip the dark liquid from her glass. I peered down at my own glass. Without a thought I had ordered the same thing as Darcy. I wasn't familiar with the 'Dr. Pepper'. It was a bit intimidating.

"You'll like it," Darcy promised, noticing how I was squinting at my cup. "Try it."

I picked up the glass and inspected its contents before lifting it to my lips. "Wow," I breathed. It was like nothing I've ever had before. "This is... spectacular!" I downed the glass in one last gulp. "Another!" With a fierce push, I slammed the glass to the ground.

"No!" Thor leaped out of his chair and with incredible hand eye coordination, caught the glass inches from the ground.

"Wow, you two are really related," I heard Jane chuckle below her breath.

"Loki, we don't do that here," Thor scolded. He looked embarrassed of me.

"I'm sorry brother," I fired back sternly. "I'm new to this."

"I know...I know..." his tone grew soft. He fixed on Jane's eyes until they met, and mouthed an apology. My knuckles clenched, but I held back.

For the rest of the twenty minutes or so, we chatted on and off about Asgard, how are families were doing, blah blah. Fortunately, when talk of Odin arose, Thor swooped to my rescue and immediately changed the subject. I was still touchy with the topic.

"Here you are," the friendly plump woman returned with full hands. She hauled the dishes onto the table and set a full plate in front of me.

Shocked, I scrutinized the overflowing mess. It appeared to be a roll of bread stuffed with shavings of a dark substance and cheese. I glanced at Darcy to see how she was handling the monstrosity. Happily, she was shoveling the entree in like no tomorrow. With a full mouth, she waved for me to try it.

If Darcy liked it, how bad could it be? Reluctantly, I lifted the oozing thing to my mouth and took a bite. "Oh, wow. This is impressive!" I announced favorably. Darcy smirked smugly.

Jane and Thor were daintily enjoying their 'salads'. I got enough looks from my clothing (Thor had opted to change into Midgard clothes, but I was uncomfortable with the idea), so I didn't hesitate to jam it hungrily into my mouth. I polished the plate in seconds.

"Darcy, you're taste is superb," I boomed. "Asgard would welcome you nicely."

"I'd love to come! Every time Jane leaves, she never lets me tag alone."

"Well, you certainly are coming next time."

"Sounds great!"

Could this day get any better?