[She keeps her chin raised, but it is a trial not to glance at her feet, or to attempt to copy the movements she sees in the couples around her. From the back of the hall, there is a loud crash followed by the familiar sound of Thor's laughter.
Sif takes some pride in the fact that her dancing does not falter.]
It would seem that your brother's night is drawing to a close.
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Sif takes some pride in the fact that her dancing does not falter.]
It would seem that your brother's night is drawing to a close.