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Freyja: *comes out of the kitchen covered in a white powder and with a horrified expression* Freyja: They got my jewels! Loki: *deadpan* But I see they didn't get your cocaine. Baldr: Oh my father, Freyja has cocaine?! Freyja: *annoyed* This is flour! I hid my jewels in the flour! Loki: Why did you hide your jewels in the flour?! Freyja: 'Cause I didn't think they'd look there! What kind of robbers look in the flour?! Loki: That's the first place they look after the freezer! Freyja: The freezer is my other hiding place! Loki: It's everybody's! The robbers know that, they don't even open drawers anymore!

Venus: *sultrily* Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna take a long, hot, steamy bath, with just enough water to barely cover my perky bosoms! Aphrodite: You're only gonna sit in an inch of water?

Apollon: And by the way, you have nothing to be guilty about. Hera: *confused* What? I don't feel guilty! Apollon: Oh Hera, by Gaia, you were cleaning out the garage and asked Hephaistos to move a sofa?! Hera: Don't start with me! Apollon: I mean, he's in a wheelchair and you're asking him to do the work of two able-bodied men?! Hera: It was wicker, alright?! Apollon: And the lazy lady? 눈_눈 Ares: Sunny boy, leave her alone, I'm sure she feels bad enough. Hera: Thank you, son. Oh hey, do we have any orange juice? Ares: *scathingly* Sure! Wouldja like me to pour you a glass, or have Hephaistos come in and bring ya the refridgerator, mother?

Vali, about to slay Höðr: What, aren't you gonna put up a fight or something? I mean, just because you're blind doesn't mean- Höðr, seriously suicidal: Yeah, I could, but the last time I touched something close to a weapon, I accidentally killed my beloved twin-brother. I neither want nor deserve to live anymore. Vali: ... I'm just gonna kill you now.