“It’s Phil, actually. Phil Coulson,” the polite Agent said, mostly because he enjoyed the look on Stark’s face out of the corner of his eye. He’d heard this one before. No, his first name is Agent. Sometimes Tony recycled his material, not because he wanted to continuously get praise for amusing lines, but because it seemed that he honestly didn’t remember using them.

The guy couldn’t remember his social security number, after all. Somethings had to get moved aside for all of that genius. Right?

He watched Loki ‘transform’ with a very schooled face. “Another version of your life model decoy, Stark?” He asked, not really giving Loki a once over. “I’m impressed. And a little scared. Does Pepper know you’re spending your time doing this?”

Tony crossed his arms over his chest. “So that is a real person. Loki. Son of Laufey, King of Jotunheim. Just like Norse Mythology. Got Thor in there too. And a bunch of other people who probably don’t matter as much. Someone call the ancient aliens guy for an interview.”