"I am sorry to hear that. Did you enjoy Pennsylvania?" She truly was curious. It had been so long and she wondered how he had been, what he was doing to keep occupied. "It was hard for the first few centuries, not knowing if there were more than just me and trying to make my way in a place I did not know and that did not know me."
"I have found some mortals continue to make wonderful mead - I usually have a few bottles around. For old times' sake." Frigg said as she entered the kitchen. She found a bottle and began to heat it up on the stove - no sense in expending her own power for such a minor task. It would be ready soon and she placed a thick pitcher and mugs beside the stove so she would have to go hunting for them later.