Bast arched a brow as the girl joined them. Well that was a lot of words coming her way that all meant the same thing: Don't touch. Which she could understand, she supposed, with the cross-dresser, since he was her husband. But Thor... who was apparently Thor... could speak for himself, couldn't he? She didn't see this Sif person anywhere around.
Before she could respond to any of it though, Thor sort of staggered off, looking a bit dazed. Well, she did have that affect on some.
Bast shook the hand offered her and smiled at the girl. It was a smile full of teeth. "I am Bast. And yes, parties are a lot of fun."
Her gaze shifted back to the pink bunny, who's cheeks were turning the same shade. "It is definitely a lot of fun to meet new people." She twined both of her arms around one of his, pressing close enough that it pushed her cleavage dangerously upwards in her dress. Then she gave him a slow grin. "Hi."