"They'd have my head for good this time, if I showed up there again," Loki muttered. "Have there ever been any... incidents here?"

At some point of time, the cards had changed into a deck with cups, coins, swords and rods in his hands. The one he had taken from his other self was securely tucked away. He'd examine it later. It wasn't stealing if you took something from yourself. Not really. He dealt each of them five cards, tossed the eleventh down on the counter between them, and put the stack face-down, waiting to see what the other Loki would do now.