"Good," Darcy said with a single, decisive nod. "You've got that whole thundery myuh-myuh thing, but you can fully expect an ass kicking should I ever hear anything otherwise." Darcy wasn't the sort of girl that eagerly and willingly believed in happily ever afters, and if Thor and Jane someday parted out of a mutual decision, that would be one thing. She would, however, do her best to light him up with every taser she owned if he did something stupid, like cheat. She lifted one of her arms and held up her phone. "But since we're still cool now, selfie?"