The Sphinx, while not exactly in an ill mood, was not feeling quite happy, either. She had finished with the magazine of crosswords puzzles early in the morning, and, it a fit of irritation for it having been too easy, thrown it in a garbage bin. She had taken a walk after that and had a delicious lunch, though, which had gone a long way in making things tolerable.

Right now the Sphinx was looking for some place to rest a bit after her meal, as well as hopefully engage in something more intelligent than a puzzle made up by some incompetent mortal. Hadn’t she seen a TV around here somewhere? With any luck, there would be some quiz show on. It was always amusing to try to guess how far the contender would get, although none of the shows quite punished failure seriously enough. Still, it was mildly entertaining, and she felt like curling up on a couch, anyway, so, after spending few moments by attempting to recall where the TV might be, she headed towards the sitting room –

- and found it occupied, by none other than Loki. She grinned at the red-haired god and took a seat on a sofa.

“Well, well. Whom do I find here?”, she said. “What have you been up to?”