Re: [Lady Sif]
"And so, it begins," Sam said in his most portentous voice. Ellen snorted, and almost did a spit take with her beer.
Mission accomplished, Sam opened the door. He'd made a point of studying everyone's icons on the network so he recognized Sif, though her icon didn't do her justice.
"Welcome to my home, Lady Sif," he said. He stepped back, gesturing for her to enter with one hand. "Enter freely and of your own will."
From deeper in the apartment, Ellen said, "Dracula? Really?"