Mild spoilers for Ragnarok ahead. Not enough to ruin any major plot points, just enough to give you a vague idea about the first half an hour. You have been warned.

Eva was savouring the unusually slow day at work, cleaning the coffee machine with Tchaikovsky's seasons blasting out of the tacky retro stereo. She whistled along as she worked away at a particularly congealed lump of black goop in the tubing, happy that the small handful of hipsters in the shop were too absorbed in writing their great American novels to be annoyed by her. The only thing that could disturb her peace was if a superHERO and a superVILLAIN walked in side by side, and since that was never gonna happen -

"You were the one who insisted on coming here so quickly."

"Yes, well I can afford to make a stop for sustenance, can't I? Plus I need to see a friend. Eva!"

Her beautiful, perfect peace shattered. Eva dropped the rag she was holding into the sink and spun around on her heel. "Oh," she said, "hey, Th - ohgodthisishappening."

Thor had lifted her off the floor, over the counter, and was now clasping her to his chest like a child reunited with their favourite blanket. "Oh, Eva, how I have missed you," he beamed, switching to holding her with one arm so he could use his other hand to pat her on the head. "You look so healthy! And patterned! Are you well? Are you happy? How have you been?!"

"Ribs," Eva gasped, eyes watering. "Ribs - breaking!"

"Oh. Sorry." He put her down. "By the way, this is my brother Loki. Loki, this is my friend Eva. She makes coffee and complains about us."

"Charmed," said Loki, in a rather bored manner. He was tall and pale, and looked vaguely familiar.

"Have we met?"

"I highly doubt it."

"Well, aren't you sweet?" Eva said, and turned back to Thor. "Usual?"

"Please. And something bitter for my brother."

"Coming up. What are you on Earth for? Last I heard you were out saving the world."

"Family reunion," Loki said, before Thor had a chance to speak. "Do you have tea? Coffee is foul."

"We do indeed."

"Since when did you drink Midgardian beverages?" Thor asked.

"I have... interests on this planet. Our father, for one."

"And for another?"

"That is none of your business," said Loki, and Thor grinned.

"A woman!"

"Shut up."

"Ha!"

"I hate you."

"And how you mocked me for Jane."

"Well, that didn't exactly end well, did it?" Loki sneered, and Thor took on an expression similar to a kicked Labrador.

"I heard about that," said Eva, carefully making Thor's favourite pattern (a love heart; she was never allowed to do it when the other Avengers were there) in the froth of his milk. "Sucks. Sorry, man."

"It's fine. I'm fine. I'm over it. Completely over it," Thor muttered, picking up a stirring stick and crushing it in his fist. Loki rolled his eyes. "Takeaway cups, please. We're in a hurry."

"No problem. Glad to get you out of my hair."

"Oh, Eva. Charming as ever. I hope to see you soon," said Thor, handing her a fat gold Asgardian coin that certainly wasn't legal tender anywhere on the planet, let alone in the country.

"You too, man. Nice to meet you, emo brother."

"Serving wench," Loki said archly, but with the tiniest of smiles. As glad as she was to see them leave, Eva felt a little pang as she realized she was going to miss Thor.

Not that much, though. Not enough to be upset about it.

A/N GOD DAMN, I LOVE TAIKA WAITITI SO MUCH. Korg was my favourite part of Ragnarok, which was definitely in my top 3 MCU films. SO good. SO funny. Plus it gave me the writing beans back for Of Mice and Mischief Makers, which is excellent. You should totes go read that, by the way. If you want.