"I have some idea." He smirked in bemusement and made a gesture between the two of them. "It is not you or I." And he beamed at the recognition, even more so at the respect it apparently commanded. He could still recall how annoying it was to be constantly recognized as the 'brother of Thor'.

"Oh, don't worry yourself too much. I've ended more than one, and this one has at least one mystery as yet unrevealed before I go about orchestrating its demise. I'll take that drink, though, Hank, as long as its not the barley water Americans pass for beer."

He may have been an adopted frost giant, but he was raised among Asgardians. He had a standard.