Loki & Sif
[ooc: after Loki and Valkyrie's arrival]
Loki moved through the guests carefully, without brushing up against anyone or doing anything that might seem conspicuous. Her original destination was the kitchen, but she paused and stopped to stare at Sif, looking her up and down. The dress was gorgeous and suited the goddess perfectly, so it was difficult not to pause and admire it. She held a glass filled with dark red wine and raised it slightly in a toasting motion.
"You look ravishing, Sif," she said, voice as soft as silk and followed by an impish smile. "How goes the training? Were you rained out yesterday?"
Uh oh. There went not mentioning yesterday's mysterious storm. At least it was only said to Sif, even if she might not have much tolerance for gossip.