"Does that mean they'll be prancing around in tiny, Asgardian underpants?" Darcy asked as she patted down her pockets to find the phone the hotel had issued her. She'd surely be getting some pictures of whatever Thor took her to see on Asgard, but honestly the more nudity that was involved the better.

When he held the door open for her, Darcy took his forearm before going inside. "Don't you lock me in here without you," she said. "They might revolt and strap me to someone's sword before he goes to battle.