Thor often had a pint or three at the bar when returning from a jaunt through one of the doors and today was no exception. He had spent time in Asgard training recruits and wanted to drink ale and enjoy this strange little crossroads he considered his home before heading back through to Midgard or realms beyond.

He did not, of course, expect to see Darcy well into her cups and he settled across from her, waving the barmaid over for a pint of beer while he gave the new arrival a broad, unfettered grin. "Well met, old friend! Should I buy you a round?"