I won. I, Loki, stole the magic ring right from under the noses of Odin and Thor. And then the little naughty girl stole it from me. I outsmarted them all. I deceived my brother and my father, and even my water serpent son, by sending them on a ridiculous chase while I escaped through the back door. I almost got caught twice, but in the end I received a reward - the magical Andvaranaut, a ring of the gods that will allow me to hide on Earth as long as I want. And then she appeared. This little human thief stole it right from me in broad daylight on the bustling markets of Nepal and I didn't feel a damn thing. Now I'm following her trail and I'm already overtaking her. I will catch up with this deliciously devilish girl, even if it's the last thing I do. Even if it means I have to punish her in ways we can both enjoy. I'm even more inclined to think so now that I've looked at this little naughty girl. The more I learn about this Leah Winchester, professional thief, master liar, brilliant at hiding, and just an incredibly sexy mortal, the more I want to drag out this chase, enjoy it... maybe even become her partner and commit a robbery together. It's been a long time since anyone managed to surprise me. I think it's only fair that I respond in kind.