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[Amelia should have learned how to use her cell phone properly at some point. She meant to send her message inviting people for a drink to a few select people in town-- Libby her bartender, Emily Maxwell, a previous student of hers, hell maybe even Micheal and Adam.

Somehow this hasn't happened.]

[Amelia had to shoo away the talking cats, clear the living room of the books and practically redecorate the interior of the house-- it was no longer the cozy vintage home she had been living in for decades, but rather a fancy contemporary and industrial looking household.

A household now filled with various party goers called up by a certain billionaire playboy who is a terrible person. The nice thing about being in a witch's house is that the food and drink are plentiful and that the magic that's literally around in the house seems to keep people in high spirits. Some people are also complimenting the now well-dressed Amelia how charming and post-modern the wind chimes decorating her ceiling were. Funny how they aren't making any sounds despite the crowd.

As for the witch, she's walking around and doing her best to be pleasant despite her dislike of huge crowds and keeping an eye on the hallway. People could get lost in there unfortunately.

This is going to be a long Friday.]

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[He laughs and merely leans on the railing again, setting the empty glass aside and looking out into the night-time view once more.]

I have not been given the title of Trickster on a whim. You may ask anyone on Asgard this.

Is that why it's not just my imagination when I say that it seems the party guests seem to be getting louder?

[He just gives Amelia something of a roguish grin.]

I wonder.

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Loki. What did you-- [She blinks and sways a bit]

... That drink... Ah! Is that what happened to my mead?

[Whoops, busted. Not that Loki looks very ashamed of his actions.]

It is what happened to some of your mead; I would not be so careless as to use it all.

And I only drank a bit! So much for staying sober!

You're quite coherent still. As long as you do not drink much more, I do not see you stumbling about in a drunken manner just yet.

[She walks up to him shaking her finger]

I wanted no trouble, but I swear you and Tony are equally insuffer- [Oh man head feels heavy and Amelia sort of... Bumps her forehead into Loki's chest OW]

[Rofl he's attempting to steady her, placing his hands on her shoulders to do so.]

My, that mead has a much stronger effect on the mortal mind than even I imagined. Careful.

That was a gift for me and you had to go ahead and open it! Ow...

[Rubbing her forehead TAT]

It has not gone to waste; there are many others currently enjoying it. And as I said, I did not use the entire bottle.

[Still holding her steady just in case she decides to fall over.]

Thor said that it might have side-effects, you didn't have to go testing it out on the guests.

... You can let go of me now.

If I do, I fear you might topple over in the state you're in.

You don't have to worry about me. If I'm still speaking clearly then I can manage to move around myself.

[He raises a brow...

But then releases his grip on her.]

Thank you. [She starts to walk past him--

Stumbling although she catches herself and leans against the wall :(]

... Not a word.

[Yeah right.]

Perhaps you should sit down for the time being.

[FINE, she's sitting down on a bench mumbling to herself]

If this is what one drink with a tiny bit of divine mead can do to me, I can't imagine what would happen if I drank more.

You need not imagine. [He watches her for a moment.] You need only see it happen inside.

I'm almost afraid to go back in if it weren't for the fact that my house is at stake.

No harm will come to your home that cannot be undone with magic. I would not fret so.

... By the way. Were you going to let me drink the whole glass before you took the rest away?

[slight headtilt] The thought did cross my mind.

But you drank the rest in the end.

An act of kindness from the God of Mischief himself - take note, for it does not happen often.

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