Loki felt eyes on him. He was used to attention but this was different. They were the type of real interest and not just a random gaze. He looked over in the direction of the stare and his gaze fell upon the woman sitting on the stool drinking from a glass the bartender had just provided her. "Do not me shy Ame. You act like we have never met. I know that I have changed my appearance but I am still Loki," He told the woman beside him. He had once had long black hair but had cut it off and gone with the red dye to change his appearance. He hated being human once but the only good part of that time was Ame. She had been his lover at one time but he wondered if that love still remained?