Ms Hodges slid Sexing the Cherry under a file as the Norse god approached, and smiled. And blinked.
"I beg your pardon?"
She looked from one god to the other. Loki and... Loki. Different, and yet the same somehow.
Sister Mary wanted to go and have a lie-down. Mary Hodges took a deep breath. "Of course, sir. 203 for... the second Loki." Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. "I already have you entered as Loki, so what name should I put... you under? The other you?"
Adam Young had some explaining to do. You'll get all sorts comin' here, Ms Hodges, but I'm sure you can handle it. 'All sorts' didn't even begin to cover this. She handed the key to Room 203 to one of the Lokis, smile still fixed on her face. I'm dying for a cup of tea.
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"I beg your pardon?"
She looked from one god to the other. Loki and... Loki. Different, and yet the same somehow.
Sister Mary wanted to go and have a lie-down. Mary Hodges took a deep breath. "Of course, sir. 203 for... the second Loki." Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. "I already have you entered as Loki, so what name should I put... you under? The other you?"
Adam Young had some explaining to do. You'll get all sorts comin' here, Ms Hodges, but I'm sure you can handle it. 'All sorts' didn't even begin to cover this. She handed the key to Room 203 to one of the Lokis, smile still fixed on her face. I'm dying for a cup of tea.