Thor Odinson was rarely a swimmer, but he was today. Dressed in a form-fitting pair of trunks, he made his way out to the pool with a towel draped over a shoulder.

As he approaches, he catches sight of Jane.

"Sif," he says, smiling broadly. He makes his approach and sits down on the edge of the side of reclining chair. He's turned towards her.

"I hope you don't mind if I join you."