Conrad just wants a hot dog. He isn't expecting to run into the god Loki, or get involved in a family feud of epic proportions. But he does, and the trickster shoves something into his head. Something the other Norse gods are keen to get their hands on.

Conrad is pulled into a world of 24-hour mythological convenience stores and man-sized crows, giant hounds and fairies who’d sooner eat him than grant a wish. Is Loki on his side, or setting him up to be the fall guy? Is this the start of Ragnarok? Is his not-so-secret crush a sort-of-magical being or just another hapless human caught up in the insanity? Conrad isn't quite certain, but he knows he better find out quick, before he loses his head.