Nora Valkyrie and Loki Laufeyson
"You don't need to thank me for any of that," Loki admonished gently. He gave her something of a smile, then turned to clink his champagne flute against hers. "This is what friends do."
Then he sipped from the glass. He could see himself getting warm off of the champagne tonight. Nowhere near tipsy, as Frost Giants took a lot of alcohol to reach that point. (That, or alcohol from one of the other realms. Midgardian alcohol was practically water.) But it was free, and if he continued taking glasses, draining them, and returning the empty ones at the rate he'd been going, maybe he would feel a little warm.