Well, if this were a true party we'd have ten miscellaneous beasts roasting at once in the fire-pits, people fornicating in the eaves, and the stench of piss and blood in the gardens as people win and lose fights. Fortunately, you're at my little Asgardian soiree where the games are far less ... demanding.

[ He tilts his head in consideration down at them, humming over the lip of his drink. ]

But it's mostly a get-together to meet new people. They're all rather distracted when they first roam the festivities upon their arrival, wouldn't you say?