Your name is Maite Hirsch and you are currently utterly failing at not attracting attention.

At least you know how Thanos found out about your existence- this unplanned location was rather telling.

As an aside- random girl appearing in a crowd of screaming people? Not as eye-catching as the same girl glowing kind of panicky while the rest of the crowd sinks to their knees.

What are you, Loki demands.

A walking rainbow, you reply a bit cheekily. Not exactly a lie. As an aside, you're addressing the original instead of the copies around the audience.

Illusions. You can see them, sure, but you also know exactly what's actually happening around you. Reality Stone Benefits.

Loki doesn't look too pleased with your sass. He demands to know where you came from. You fiddle with Amy and tell him that that's a long story.

Is he asking your location prior to appearing here, your current place of residence or where you were born?

He snaps and tells you he'd like to know all of that, or else he won't be blamed for what happens when he looses his temper.

You raise your hands in a universal gesture of calm-down-dude. Right, I was born in Germany, so this is a fitting locale, really, we're flattered. I'm currently living on Sakaar. Maybe you've heard of it, chances are you haven't. Pretty remote place...

He demands you to get to the point.

You tell him you were last in Calcutta a few months ago for the rest of the time space continuum.

I'm kind of exempt from it, you say, tapping Amy with a small shrug.

Loki looks extremely confused. Then why were you present in New Mexico?

You blink, a bit surprised, then tell him that that was likely your future self. You weren't aware you'd met Thor.

He informs you you had quite literally landed atop him upon his banishment.

You thank him for the warning. Loki looks incensed.

Hey, his eyes were green for a bit there, weren't they? Good to know- woah!

Oh hey, there's Captain America. You'd been wondering when he'd show up.

"Hey there, America's Ass!" you blurt out. (Oh god, what did you just say.)

The entire plaza is staring at you.

Steve, slowly, asks you what you just called him.

Have you looked at your behind in that costume? You deadpan, attempting to save face.

Your name is Maite Hirsch and this isn't exactly the first impression you wanted to make on Captain America.