Before anyone could really offer up an opinion or ask any questions, the doors rocked open, on of them so hard that it bounced off the backstop back closed. Val side stepped it, easily, moving her sunglasses to the top of her head against her ponytail and adjusting the small satchel on her hip that usually carried her healing salves. "Sorry I'm late Thor, Loke, Sif, Eir," She wasn't sorry to anyone else.
She took survey of what sort of uh, 'furniture', they were dealing with before smirking. Instead of walking around the table, she simply walked into the middle and proceeded to hop up backwards onto the table on the opposite side of where her actual chair was, legs swinging.
She didn't say a word, just picked up the paper Sif had laid out for her to read it over, and set up her satchel on the table, reaching inside to pull out... a box of Gobstoppers and a bottle of alcohol. Classy.