"Seventy-two of me? No! I barely want one of me some days and I'm me." Loki would also have to be a lot drunker to screw up basic arithmetic, thankfully.

Though they were probably heading there. "Also I definitely don't want the competition."

Number three was on its way to being killed, but someone other than Loki being the worst caught his attention. "Look. Brother. You paper-yelled that she had the same," vague gesture, "thing as me. Do you think he was trying to replace her? That's weird. I'm not a fan."