Turning the corner Sif gave him a very different look than his own shaggy one. He pulled at his shirt. "Little under dressed? Are we going somewhere?" She definitely had planned this out before he'd even gotten home.
She was being successful in deviating him from looking for his hammer tonight. He didn't get to see her all decked often, it made him realize just how pretty she really was. Luckily, nothing in her appearance was altered. Thor had to remind himself each day what was true and what was made up, but the line was clearly a thin one these days.