"Okay Mr. Laufeyson, l-"

"It's Odinson."

"Well Mr. Laufeyson, it says here in your file that Odin disowned you. So you are by law, Mr. Laufeyson now." The clipboard was placed on the metal table, that sat next to the woman, rather harshly. She looked at him with cold eyes, "Are we going to keep bickering about your last name? Or can we actually get some progress this time so you can work toward getting the hell away from here?"

"I want to see my lawyer."

"Well guess what, hun, you don't have one!" She put her elbows on her knees and leaned harshly on them. She took a deep breath and stared at him, as if she was searching his soul, "Loki, let me help you."

He looked at her, disgusted, "No." He almost laughed at her pathetic attempt to get sympathy from him, "Oh no. Oh no no no no!"

"Well I tried." She stood up and started to walk out, "Let me know when you want to make my job easier."

"You're job is easy as it is, Midgardian." Loki looked at the floor, in a trance

"Am I able to call bullshit in this situation?" The woman looked at him mockingly, "Oh and I have a name. Let me give you a hint to what it is. It's starts with a Dr. And ends with an actual formal name. Not some random race's prejudice name. 'Midgardians' or if you use the proper term of humans or people, aren't weaker than you. They're just as good."

"Fine."

"Oh is Mr. Laufeyson ready to cooperate now?" She smirked, enjoying Loki's submission to her sass

"Yes. I'll talk..." Loki looked up, "Dr. Midgardian."