A glance over the Norse god, it wasn't hard to decipher his pantheon once one had spent time around others within it. A word or two spoken to one of the waitresses and she slips off the the DJ stand. She had said to play Therion's Asgård, but it was too operatic really for the sound system to handle well, so Therion's Vanaheim was keyed up instead.
A nod is given back to him and a little smile that might be edging a smirk. She disappears for a few moments to deal with something or other, but before long she reappears touching his elbow softly.