She smiled and shook her head. Sigyn was just as stubborn sometimes, did she not see that? For now, it was amusing. She was looking for advice, so obviously she was at least a little frustrated that her efforts were not working to gain the attentions of whichever man it was that she was trying for. Eventually she would get frustrated to a higher degree and she would seek Frigg out for more direct help, of that the Chief Asyniur was certain. So, for now, she'd just give what Sigyn was asking.
“Be direct, I suppose, but... discreetly so.” She took another drink of wine. Did that make sense? Likely not. She should elaborate. “Be clever, be tricky. If you can find out where he's going to be... somehow, then conveniently be there first. Or,” and then a sort of devilish grin formed on her face, “you can play dirty, of course. Find someway to arrange a meeting, so he thinks it is someone else... someone he isn't trying to avoid...”
There was no question that Frigg was no stranger to playing dirty when it suited her. “I recommend the former first, of course. But, always have the latter... as a backup plan.”