<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/0VQPS7qOJ_A/mqdefault.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br/><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower Living Quarters, Jane's Suite<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 7:27 pm<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane Foster </span></span><br/><br/>Thor nearly protested against her walking barefoot amongst the shards of broken glass that had bounced away from the borders of the room but it occurred to him that being overprotective of her would be detrimental. He'd almost lost his mind when it took so long to contact her when he first arrived, and Loki had already exploited their connection. He would never feel this way about Sif or his other companions from Asgard, but Jane wasn't a warrior like them. She was strong, but not in that way. If only he didn't have to worry so about her, he lamented.<br/><br/>He trusted her choice in the type of booze they were going to share; he wasn't expecting anything as delectable as Asgardian mead, but surely anything good enough for the boastful Stark was better than Jane usually expected, and what was good enough for her, was good enough for him. He received the shot glass gratefully and clinked his against hers as she proposed the toast.<strong>"And to our happiness."</strong>he agreed, winking, and downed his shot. It was definitely not to his immediate taste, burning more hotly than the smooth beverage he enjoyed back home, but it had its flavor and charm that he wouldn't complain about. And it certainly had more of a kick than he would have expected from such a small glass. He felt hotter and all aflutter for a moment, smiling in spite of himself, and he knew this was the right decision. It probably helped Jane too, as it must have felt awkward for her too, being spied upon by that insufferable voice in the walls.<br/><br/><strong>"One more."</strong>he requested, as having such a hard body and strong metabolism, he didn't feel quite as he would after the average-sized drink in Asgard.<strong>"Surely our host would be remiss if we did not accept the most from his hospitality."</strong>he joked, still harboring a slight jealousy of how much contact Stark had had with Jane since earlier.