"Well if Heimdall can't find us, we're all screwed," Darcy said, though she hadn't the slightest of ideas who Heimdall was. It sounded vaguely familiar, like perhaps something Jane might've mentioned when recounting some of the tidbits Thor had told her in New Mexico, but Darcy was too drunk just then to sort through the details. "But I'm glad everything is at peace. I heard your stuff was all messed up back in New York, though we've only seen a little bit of it."

She lifted her hand to signal the bartender for another drink, then turned back to Thor. "We were working in Norway, if you'd like to call it that. They name kids after you there, did you know that?"