Loki: Do you really think you can beat me? You are beneath me, you dull Detective.
Sherlock: No. I know that I can.
John: Sherlock? Are you out of your mind?!
Loki: I’m a God.
Sherlock: Please. You’ll have to do better than that. You are not a God. No no, you are an outsider. A lost soul, with no home. No family. And no plan. You are going to have to do better than that.
I am SherLoki’d.