Ever on the hunt for distractions to fill his days with, Dorian's early afternoon walk finds him before an unusual little hut he's never seen before. A Popsicle Palace, is it? He's heard of Loki before and met him (or one of them, anyway) before, and can't help but wonder if this Loki is the same one.

At any rate, something sweet and cold sounds like the perfect way to greet the muggy mid-afternoon.

"This is charmingly rustic." The immortal approaches the hatch and starts looking for a menu. He's dressed fashionably in light clothing that befits the hot summer weather, and accessorized with small aquamarine rings and a dainty ear cuff to bring out the bright blue of his eyes. He carries himself in an elegant and princely manner that radiates an entitlement to the space around him. "It says here that you can use magics to recreate any flavor?" How curious.