Katherine and Richie
Katherine smiled at Richie when she saw who had approached her. "Thank you, Richie. You are such a charmer," she said with a smile. It was filled with pure amusement. He had his very own unique charm to him. Some might not consider it charm but Katherine certainly did. A mother's heart was... well, biased. It had been biased even before she had met him in person. Any friend of Bill's already won her over.
After a glance she spotted the liquid in his hand. Asgardian alcohol was strong. "You know if you keep drinking that, I might found out what kind of mother I am around drunk children." Her words were a pure tease. "Or you could tell me?" Whether she would believe it, was another matter. Richie liked to make up stories after all.