Frigga had poured herself a cup of tea, and was currently dragging a spoon through it. Her handmaids had questioned why that drink, when a lot of Midgard's drinks had been long since forgotten, until Thor was banished, and returned. But of course she couldn't tell them that. He and Loki had a preference for coffee. She'd taken a liking to tea since being on the station. But she knew Dan's liking for it as well.
"Ah, I've never heard that hunting leads to great thoughts, more like primal urges, but it's good that you're atypical." But then she knew that already. It never hurt to tease, with the hopes of setting one at ease. "I suppose we could just move venues. Have all the plans here, in the Palace. We have enough rooms so your guests don't have to go back and forth. I'll put my head together with Heimdall and see what our story will be. And I'll make sure the staff helps however they can."