If I owe you could you please tell me?

Loki had become used to the dull life of New York and had learned how to blend in and accept her new life as a mortal. She sat at the window in the coffee shop across the street from her apartment block and sipped at the dark coffee, gazing at the reflection of a woman she had yet to accept as herself. The only thing that pulled her out of that dark space for a moment was a passer by that was turning to enter the cafe.

whatthehellisgoingonrightnow?