[He went still for a moment. Walk between worlds? Assuming Loki was stuck in the hotel like everyone else, did that mean if he could get the man free, they could . . . Steve choked the thought off viciously. He gave the man another smile, looking down at his cupped hands. The little Coal Tar was still there, moving weakly, and he felt guilty as hell.]


I know you can make mead, but what other things can you pull out of thin air? Baseballs? Umbrellas? All the missing left socks I've ever lost?


[Jokes were safe, thinking really wasn't.]