It wasn't a spot for tourism, that was no doubt. It was simply a sidewalk in front of a still-standing retirement home. But to the brunette with a bob, it was more valuable than the empire state building.

Naomi was standing alone for the moment, as Thor retrieved his father- in civilian clothes, thank god. So she took the opportunity to take a quick selfie with the sidewalk where Thor and Loki would've stood in a month. She ignored the few odd looks she got as she looked around the scene with a light smile. Mainly, she was taking in the view seeing as it was her last few moments on Earth. Though Loki had no doubt given Skurge orders not to allow Odin back on Asgard, Naomi knew for a fact that the rule did not apply to Thor. Hopefully, Thor's orders would override Loki's, or at the very least Skurge would be too careless to notice the two extra passengers. Hitching a ride on the bifrost with Odin wasn't something Naomi was looking forward to, however. As a devoted fan of Loki and Thor, Naomi had no choice but to seriously question his parenting methods.

Humming a light tune as she waited, Naomi's eyes watched the front door of the retirement home behind her shades. If she was going to meet the King of Asgard, she wanted to be able to hide her emotions better than ever. Even if he insulted her, which he probably would, a light smirk with some designer shades would let Odin know how much his opinion mattered to her. He never apologized for screaming at Loki, so she wouldn't apologize to him.

The doors opened finally- revealing Thor bumming it out in his Midgardian outfit, and some old guy with an eyepatch, the Allfather. Naomi took a breath to calm herself as she squared her shoulders, walking forward to meet them.

"Father, this is the Lady Swanson- she is the one who led me to you." Thor introduced, gesturing to Naomi as he looked down at his father. It was strange seeing their relationship in person- Thor held himself differently in Odin's presence, despite the lack of a throne or armor. Casting the thought aside, Naomi grinned at Thor for his overly formal introduction. It was cute- though a part of her wanted to keep the nickname 'prophet.' Call it a guilty pleasure, but the name was cool, and it was given to her by a literal Norse God.

"I see. You are of Midgard." Odin scrutinized her, his single visible eye judging. Naomi refused to shift or squirm under his gaze, and stood her ground. She may have been a bit of a blushing mess around Thor- and no doubt would be around Loki- but Odin was one of the few characters she fiercely opposed. However he was still a king, and Thor was right there.

"I am. I have witnessed much of your rule." Naomi smiled to him, hoping that her meaning had gotten across to him. She had seen the way he treated his sons, and decided she much preferred Frigga. Odin squinted at her in suspicion, straightening his posture in a superior stance. Naomi stayed still, she had worked in an office long enough to know how to establish dominance.

"Yes, Lady Swanson is a gifted prophet- she had foreseen Ragnarok, and the oncoming war." Thor praised, and despite herself Naomi felt her cheeks grow tinged. Apparently she hadn't gotten over Thor's puppy dog smile in person. Odin however appeared unimpressed, he kept his judgmental gaze locked onto her. Turning her attention to the blonde, Naomi threw a 'thank you, Thor,' his way before beckoning for the two to follow. Normally she would have never waved for Thor to follow her, this was simply a power move over Odin. She could practically feel his eye boring a hole into her back as she led them into an alleyway.

It was only suiting that she came into this world in an alleyway, and leave it in one too, she supposed. Away from overly prying eyes, Thor brought the two staring daggers at each other closer as he called out for Skurge. He seemed unaware of the silent rivalry between his father and his prophet.

However soon the bifrost descended onto them, shooting down from Asgard. Naomi tore off her sunglasses as she turned to stare at the rainbow enveloping them. It lasted only for a second, before she was shooting off the ground. Thor wrapped his hand around her forearm to steady her, and Naomi silently thanked him. She knew just what would happen if she fell out of the bifrost- and she wasn't ready to meet the grand master.

The ride was over all too soon, and left Naomi rocking back and forth on her feet, trying to feet her balance. Thor steadied her, and as she caught her bearings, a large smile lit up her face. The golden room glistened and outside she could see the rainbow bridge shining. In the corner, the pile of Skurge's 'stuff' lay prone, though the sight made her chuckle to her companions confusion. In the center of it all stood Skurge himself, standing on the pedestal looking paler than usual. She followed his gaze to Odin, who was beginning to soak in Asgards power. He and Thor both shifted back into their traditional clothes- leaving Naomi feeling somewhat underdressed.

Eventually, the would've- been executioner noticed the third party, smirking at him like she knew his secrets.

"Hey Skurge, mind if I get a picture?"