He took the hand and stood up. "I summon the Vapors of Valtorr," he said as he cast the spell. He could localize the fog around him so he wasn't as naked as a jaybird. The fog moved in and surrounded his waist. "There. Don't want to be offending the locals."
"Four Asgardians and a spider god?" Definitely not in Kansas anymore. There were no Asgardians or a spider god in LA where he was from. Dr. Strange was definitely not traveling the dimensions.
"After you, madam." He grinned cheekily.
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