"Sure," she said and handed her the lemon. "Knives are over there." She pointed towards a selection of sharp knives. Asgardian runes on the blades were a reminder of their origin. The kitchens of the Royal Palace.
"It's quite something, having a manoeuvre named after you. What is it?" she asked curiously. She had only started learning flying a few years ago. But it was great fun. So much that she had started to teach others.