Re: What it is!
"Get that out of your system, Hemlock," Heimdall advised as he entered the small cabinet room. "Professor Sprout, I would agree, would not speak that way," and that was Heimdall's say on the matter. Then Jon brought about the subject of women again, then Warpath continued the pattern - yes, he was unfortunately well aware of the warrior's conquests from the night before. "Let us be glad we are all here and healthy and the wedding was a success," he said with a smile, and looked to Nate thankfully before his all-seeing gaze shifted to James. "You do smell like maple syrup."
"You're welcome, Nate," for what, Hemlock wasn't sure. Troy had made a disgusted noise at Jimmy, a sneer on his mouth that was masked by the collar of his sweater to ward off Jimmy's breath. He wasn't going to risk finding out if Heimdall was right. But he had taken note of the Asgardian's tone and had no intention of further nasty talk. Until the meeting was over. "You're overdressed," Troy told Jimmy though, because he himself had decided to dress down a bit and it would make Proudstar paranoid.
Fashionably late was Freyr's style, so he'd been a bit put out when he saw that he wasn't the last to arrive, as he greeted his fellow royals in the hallway. "Good morning, my queen," he said to Evangelina, then gave Thor a Midgardian salute before he sidestepped into the room with the other men. "I trust you all had enough rest to continue the celebration of the Allfather's marriage? Tonight will be on Alfheim," he winked to the Warriors Two, in particular, then nudged the queen's hand in the ribs, finding his torso to have a disturbingly lacking amount of give. Could've fooled Freyr. "We are all here?"