"It's a social thing, where you can share pictures and talk with friends," Darcy said. "You'll be a hit, I'm betting. Dem arms were made for the 'like' button, and I mean that in the most friendly and platonic way possible." She hooked her arm through his again, then craned her head allllllll the way back in order to smile up at him. "Should I get an Asgardian dress for dinner, or is your dad pretty cool about that sort of thing?"