Hope & Sif
Once Hope had toasted it, Sif tried a sip of the drink, letting it sit in her mouth long enough to taste it, and swallowed. Then she sniffed the glass again, and had another sip. Then she said, "This is quite good," which it was, for a Midgardian drink: interesting to taste and with enough alcohol in it that it wasn't basically alcohol-flavored water. Not a lot of kick, just a baby kick by Asgardian standards, but still, something different. "Thank you for teaching me about it. I don't think it'll kill either one of us, but it would be a pleasant way to go.
She moved to rest a casual hand on Hope's arm. "So what are your plans for the new year? I know you work with the Avengers when it's needed, as I do, but what are you doing the rest of the time?"