Sif & Phil
Mingling was one of the things he did best, which was why Phil was still managing it without looking bored or tired or God only knew what else he might've been. Didn't mean he wasn't any of those things, just meant that if he was? He was hiding it very, very well.
And then he saw a face he knew he needed to say hello to. "You look beautiful," he greeted with a warm smile as he approached. "It's good to see you."
There were a lot of people he didn't see nearly as often as he would like.