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"This woman...she's really incredible !" Darcy shouts enthusiastically. "She drinks like a fish !"
"How many bottles did she drink last night ? " Jane asks in a disapproving tone. " Three ? Four ?"
"Five ! And yet she won Thor in their arm - wrestling contest !" Darcy marvels.
Jane shrugs, irritated.
"Did you notice the way he was looking at her ?" Darcy adds in a conspiracy tone. "Do you think there's something between them ?"
"I don't give a damn !" Jane snaps.
"Hey, no offense boss ! keep calm ! I wasn't talking about your ex boyfriend, but about Loki..."
Jane glares at her, mumbling something inaudible.
Darcy blinks in surprise.
What the hell is that ?