Lights, Camera...
A movie set wasn't at all what she had been expecting. Then again, the Asgardian hadn't had *any* point of reference to start with. The set, the cameras, the number of people walking around - it had been magical and at the same time overwhelming. She had wanted to stay out of the way, despite Hal's reassurances that she was welcome and was doing her best to stay close to the Prince without getting in the way of the dozens of people, all of whom seemed to be in a hurry. Scrambling a few steps to keep from getting hit by a golf cart, she almost slammed right into Hal's back, "...is it always so...frantic?" It seemed a world away from home. Oh wait...