Upon his banishment to Midgard years and years ago, Thor had been introduced to the greatest beverage ever next to anything with alcohol in it -- coffee. He'd been given a mug of it in what he'd been told was called a Diner, and drank it down with much merriment. He'd also learned in that outing that the smashing of cups was not a thing people often did on Midgard. That being said, he greatly enjoyed the hot, brown beverage. Caffeine didn't really do anything for him but oddly enough he just drank it for the taste. Like people who drank it without the caffeine.
That day, he'd decided to venture out to COFFEE, and maybe get one of those fancy ones they made now to take to Loki before he left because, well, Thor thought he might appreciate the fluffy stuff Barton put on top. And if he didn't, then Thor would just drink it anyway.
As he entered, he heard a woman's voice and looked up to see a face he recognized. Thor had seen that some of the Morons he'd encountered in space were now in Thortopia, but he'd not made it around to see any of them yet. He probably should've, seeing as he was the mayor. Maybe given a little tour. Well, maybe there was time for that at some point.
"Why yes, thank you, m'lady," he said. Thor, daft as he was sometimes, did know that even people he knew that were there might not know him. Gamora -- he knew was her name -- didn't show any signs of recognition so he doubted she'd seen met him in her time, else she probably would've been more excited to see him. "Welcome to town," he said. "You've not been here long, have you?"