"Oh," Darcy said, then blinked a few times. "Well, right, okay." She picked up her shot and tossed it back, pleased that the tequila no longer even burned, then turned to look at Thor. "But did you bring me here? Did myuh-myuh uh, do something to gravity? I'm supposed to be in Norway right now with Jane!" She tapped her hand on the table top in thought. "I'm supposed to be mad at you, too."

Darcy was currently drunk enough to be forgiving, and she also found it far more difficult to be angry with Thor while looking at Thor because... Well. Because.