"You're the one who made her what she was." "You are a dead man." "How is your psychotic wife today?" "Dead." "Oh, my God." "I am so sorry." "So, how did she actually die?" "Was it, like, overdose or...?" "They think maybe it was hypothermia in the end." "You hurt me." "Heaps." "Yeah, I know." "Sorry." "She is not the one you're looking for." "Who isn't?" "Cute flatmate." "She's too old." "And unless there were Maoris in Asgard, the wrong hue." "Yeah, I know." "I've got it!" "I've got it!" "Come on!" "Come on, open it!" "Open it!" "I need to go to the bathroom!" "Open it!" "Open it!" "I thought you said you had her." "No, I said I had 'it' the door - not 'her'." "Music!" "I want to dance." "You can't dance." "You can't even stand up." "I can so." "Alright." "Prove it." "I can't stand up." "Help me, hos!" "Help yourself." "I picked you up out of that garden." "♪ You've got girly undies on. ♪" "Yes, 'cause you made me wear them to the stupid party." "I quite like my girly undies." "What?" "Tequila!" "No." "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." "No more tequila for you." "Tequila ambulance!" "Zeb, can you please help?" "She is not Zeb - she is Shaniqua." "And you are Moniqua." "And you are my bitches!" "Cook me some eggs, bitch!" "I'll get the bucket." "Are you dragging me back to your cave to give me a good seeing to?" "Yeah, 'cause you're really attractive right now." "Mmm, I remember this." "Then you were mean to me." "Bitch." "I love my bed." "It's so flat." "Good for sleeping things off, eh?" "I want to dance!" "No, you don't!" "There we..." "I love it how when Gaia gets wasted, she sleeps in the recovery position." "That's nursing skills." "Have you noticed how weird she's been since she got back?" "By 'weird' do you mean way more fun because she likes to get wasted?" "Nah, not just that." "Other stuff." "I thought you'd gone to work." "I thought about it, and then I thought 'nah'." "Mmm." "Want some?" "Nah, I'm good." "Mmm." "Man, there are some serious skid marks on that toilet bowl." "Guilty." "I like new Gaia." "Does this dress make my bum look big?" "Goodnight, Zeb." "Goodnight, Moniqua." "Oh." "Oh!" "Zeb!" "Hi." "Look at me!" "OK." "What do you see?" "Hotness?" "It's me." "'Me'?" "This!" "Me!" "Is that short for Mia?" "What?" "No!" "OK, good, 'cause Mi is only, like, one letter shorter than Mia." "No, it's me" " Axl, you knob." "No, it really isn't." "It is, I swear." "I'm Axl." "No." "Yes." "No." "Fuck, this could go on forever." "The dress - this is the dress I wore last night, to the party." "No, that's the dress Axl wore to the party last night." "Exactly!" "And I fell asleep wearing this dress." "I fell asleep wearing the dress." "I fell asleep wearing the dress." "No way." "Zeb, god shit happened and I turned into a chick in my sleep!" "Yes, you surely done did." "Jesus walks, you sure do make a fine" "Why are you talking like Kanye?" "Seriously, have you checked yourself out in the mirror?" "Yes, and it's not me!" "True that." "Stop it!" "What?" "Checking me out!" "Hey." "Hey." "Hi." "Hi." "I'm Gaia." "Hi." "This is Mia, a... friend of Axl's from the party last night." "Hi." "Oh." "Did we meet last night?" "Oh, not really." "Mind you, you were pretty out of it." "Mm." "Nice to meet you, Mia." "The dress suits you." "I fell asleep in a woman's dress;" "I woke up as a woman." "Yes, you surely did." "Stop saying that." "What?" "It's true." "No, it's the way you're saying it." "Sorry." "Why, Zeb?" "Because you're hot." "Why did I wake up as a woman, dick?" "Oh, sorry, I thought you meant why was I saying, 'Yes, you did.'" "Yes, why did you wake up as a woman?" "Good question." "No idea." "Well, it's a god thing, clearly." "Given that it's outside the realms of human possibility, yes." "You're checking me out again, aren't ya?" "Mate, it's hard not to." "Cooee!" "Hello?" "It's only me." "Hi." "I knocked." "No-one answered." "Sorry." "I was... doing stuff." "I interrupted you, didn't I?" "No." "Well, yes, but it doesn't matter." "How are ya, Ingrid?" "More to the point, how are you?" "OK." "Are you looking for Olaf?" "I came to see you." "I brought food." "Thanks." "It's not much - a lasagne, curry thing I threw together from what was in the fridge." "Thank you." "If there's anything needs doing, you know you only have to sing out." "I know." "You've been very kind." "Any cleaning needs doing?" "No, I'm good there." "Something must need doing." "I'm pretty self-sufficient, thanks." "I'll pop that in the fridge and, uh, make myself useful." "You cannot sleep in my bar whenever it pleases you." "Give me one good reason." "You drink too much in the night." "A nip every now and then to help me sleep." "We really need to talk." "Excuse me, we're not actually open." "Mike, it's me." "Sorry, I don't know you." "Mikkel, respect for the lady." "Grandpa, it's me, Axl." "I'm Axl." "No, you're not." "Yes, I am." "And before we spend the next five minutes going, 'No', 'Yes', 'No', 'Yes', it really is me." "And you are Baldr, and you are Ullr, and I fell asleep in this dress, and I woke up like this." "OK, is someone going to speak?" "Axl, you make a damn fine woman." "Oh, can you just be a useful oracle for once in your life and tell me how this happened and how to un-happen it?" "Stop checking out my legs!" "You have very nice legs." "I am your brother, you pervert." "Well, come on." "OK." "Falling asleep in the dress - not your best idea ever." "You think?" "Secondly - this is not unusual." "Yeah?" "I beg to differ." "In terms of Odin." "Odin's a well-known team-changer." "So in many ways you doing this now is a good sign." "Of what?" "Well, gender-shifting takes some serious god power, so something's clearly stirring within you." "OK." "How do I stir it back?" "I've no idea." "What if I never change back?" "Then the hunt for Frigg takes on a whole new vibe." "Look, the thing about Odin getting in touch with his feminine side is that there's inevitably a reason." "Which is?" "Usually it's to spy." "On what?" "Whatever needs spying upon." "Like what?" "Only you know that." "No, I don't." "Then..." "I can't help you." "Ah!" "There's a surprise!" "Meow." "You're quite bitchy as a woman." "Can you actually assist me in any way, Grandpa?" "No." "But there's one person we know who has mastered the art of changing form at will." "Whoa." "Mum." "Before we go any further, can I make one suggestion?" "You really need to get out of that dress." "It makes you look cheap." "Plus your lack of, um, lady support garments is seriously distracting." "I'm in danger of sporting wood." "But it's the only dress that I have." "Luckily, I know where we can procure more." "Lead the way to your chariot, fine maiden." "Stop staring at my arse, Grandpa!" "You don't have to do that." "I don't mind." "You carry on doing what you were gonna do." "I'm happy here." "Uh, the thing is, I was actually planning to go for a run." "Mm, then off you go." "I'd say I'd join you, but I don't really run." "Do you want me to clean the shower for when you get back?" "No." "You have a nice run, then." "I first found Anders' collection while looking for porn." "Too much info, Grandpa." "This doesn't fit either." "Too big or too small?" "Too small." "I've got quite big tits." "Try this one." "Ta." "You know, I think women must be in such a hurry to flee Anders' apartment the morning after that they don't mind sacrificing an undergarment or two." "After they've sacrificed their dignity." "Bingo!" "Man, boobs feel really weird when they're yours." "Just as they feel nice when they're not yours." "It makes looking down really different." "Shit, this is impossible." "Can you lend a hand?" "How do chicks manage this?" "They're much less trouble to take off." "Here, try that lot for size." "Where did you find these?" "Anders' closet." "There's heaps of women's clothes in there." "They must have been in a real hurry to get away from him." "Hey, do we actually know where she who is your mother reincarnated lives?" "Yeah, she gave me her address when we had dinner." "Oh, these shoes are still killing me." "How about trying Anders' shoes?" "He has girly feet." "Good plan." "Olaf, you need to come and take a look at this." "Who are you?" "Hi." "I'm Mia." "And how do I know you?" "And what are you doing in my apartment?" "Are you a friend of Anders'?" "Uh, sort of." "Come and look at what?" "Hey, Dawn." "Hello." "What are you doing here?" "I'm looking after Anders' apartment while he's away." "That explains the clothes." "Why are you wearing my clothes?" "Uh..." "It's a long story, Dawn one, as a gentleman, I'm not at liberty to divulge." "I'm sure you understand." "I'm sure I do." "I swear, your clothes will be returned to you - dry-cleaned as soon as humanly possible." "Is that OK?" "I don't have a choice, do I?" "You're a saint, Dawn." "Come on, let's leave this lovely lady to her day." "I'm not a slut, by the way." "Uh-huh." "Sorry, got a bit side-tracked." "Stacey came round." "Sorry." "She's not too happy." "Really?" "Of course, we totally understand that however Stacey's feeling, you must feel twice as bad." "Right at this moment, what I really need is a shower." "Mm." "Water is cleansing." "After my run." "Yeah." "Of course." "Knock, knock, only me." "Oh!" "Guess who I've got with me." "Oh, please, don't do this." "Come on, it'll be fun." "Guess who this is." "We agreed it was too early to start introducing Ty to other women." "Ew." "No, no, no, no, no." "Come on - have a guess." "Um, your new wife." "Frank!" "No." "It's me." "Axl." "It really is." "He shape-shifted in his sleep!" "No way!" "OK, that's freaky." "Try it from where I am." "I need to talk to you." "In private." "Lord, he makes a fine woman." "Yes, he does." "And in among all the clippings and shit, there were these notes she'd written about, like, freezers and hypothermia, with all these question marks." "And then there was this, like, diagram linking her and Eva and you and this freezer." "It's not a freezer." "Well, whatever." "This fucking cold room you hang out in." "Why did she do that, Ty?" "There was an unfortunate incident just before Eva died, where she locked Dawn in here." "Why?" "Eva didn't like Dawn so much." "Clearly." "You know, I'm starting to think that maybe this is the reason why I turned into a chick you know, so I could spy on Dawn and find out this stuff." "Maybe my work here is done." "So, what are you gonna do?" "I have no idea." "What can I do?" "Start by telling her you didn't kill Eva?" "Does it actually matter?" "I might as well have, so Dawn can join the queue of fellow believers." "Well, I don't think you did it, and I don't know anyone else who does." "Colin does." "OK... that's not good." "Well, maybe you just think he thinks that, you know, because he's her dad and all." "No." "He made it abundantly clear he holds me responsible." "Just tell him." "He'll be cool with it." "I don't wanna appear needy." "But you are." "You got kicked out of your house, so you need a place to live." "We need to move." "Yes, ma'am." "Don't call me that." "Now we go to her place?" "One more stop." "Drink?" "No." "No thanks." "I've gotta get ready to go out." "The kitchen will be tidy by the time you get back." "Promise." "Oh, this is genius." "This is genius." "No, this is too good." "So what do I call you now?" "My Lord?" "Clearly not." "You don't call me anything." "You listen is what you do." "Ooh." "Sexy angry voice." "In all fairness, Loki has been known to go to the fairer side." "Other Lokis." "Not this Loki." "This Loki is all about the cock." "That'd be right." "I heard that!" "And you love the cock." "OK, I am here to say one thing my brother Ty did not kill your daughter Eva." "And if you think otherwise, then you are wrong." "And if you do anything to Ty because of what you might think," "I will fucking punish you." "By hitting me with your handbag?" "Do not think it." "Because you are wrong." "I hear you," "My Lord Odin." "Good." "Well, he has way more balls as a woman than he did as a man." "And a much nicer arse." "Sorry, I was trying not to scare you." "Ringing the doorbell, like a normal person, would help." "Anders gave me a key for when he gets drunk and loses his." "Hand it over." "I know what you're thinking, Dawn." "I know about the clippings and all that." "Your cousin told you." "Kind of." "I didn't kill Eva." "Sure." "I swear, I had nothing to do with her death." "Right." "You swear." "On what?" "On your mother's grave?" "Your mother, who you said killed herself, when she walked off into the forest one day and died." "And, wow, doesn't that sound familiar?" "Have you considered the possibility Eva was making a point?" "To me." "She liked a spot of drama, as you well know." "It's funny you should mention that." "Kinda weird, isn't it, Ty, that I almost freeze to death - twice and then she freezes to death." "Lot of freezing going on among your nearest and dearest, Ty." "I wasn't the one who locked you in." "Did you lock her in?" "No!" "I didn't." "I wouldn't do something like that." "I mean..." "I wouldn't blame you." "If anyone was begging for a killing, it was her." "I didn't kill Eva." "That's what I'm trying to tell you." "What about the first time I almost died, Ty?" "What really happened then?" "You had sleepwalked." "I found you." "Never did it before; never done it since." "Funny that." "So did Eva sleepwalk her way out to that forest?" "Sleepdrive her way?" "I didn't kill Eva." "And I would never, ever harm you." "Except for dump me in my hospital bed, of course." "You know what I mean." "I'm still going to take that key." "I'll feel safer that way." "Oh, for Christ's sake, Dawn, I love you!" "You love me?" "Yes." "I hope you didn't kill her" "Oh, I didn't kill her at all!" "Fuck!" "Eva was a mental case." "She killed herself through her own actions." "The police are happy with that;" "why can't you be?" "Why can't you just leave it at that?" "Please." "The key." "You are such a sexist pig." "You're only saying that 'cause you're a woman now." "I'm saying it because it was you who got us lost, so don't blame me." "I was distracted by your bad driving." "There was nothing wrong with my driving." "It was your navigation that was the problem." "Typical." "She's not here." "We don't know that." "She's not answering the door." "I'm telling you - she's not here." "Mmm." "Ooh, we have company." "You go." "I'll take care of things." "Hey, and don't worry." "It'll be alright." "Ty." "Axl, I like the new look." "Did Ty tell you?" "No." "A mother knows her child, no matter the child." "Tea?" "Yes, please." "Actually, no, we're fine." "This 'new look', how do I change it back?" "Why the hurry?" "You're beautiful enjoy it while it lasts." "How long is that, exactly?" "That's up to you." "Ah, now you sound like him." "You're not the mother I remember, and you turned yourself into a tree in-between, right?" "Uh, I left Elisabet because I needed to, or else I would have killed myself." "Or killed my boys then myself..." "Those were my options, so I changed." "Then when I became Agnetha, it was because at that moment" "I wanted it more than anything else in the world." "So is it want or is it need that will change you back?" "Because I really need and want to be myself again." "Either will do" " I'm not fussed." "I'm the wrong person to ask." "You're the only person to ask." "But I'm not you." "Neither am I!" "So in effect, he could now be Frigg and we should now be searching for Odin?" "Well, it gets tricky when you start changing teams." "But if you truly are Odin, you'll find a way to deal with this." "Or not." "Mm." "Arse!" "Hi." "There's no beer." "My useless flatmates must have drunk it." "Are you looking for Axl?" "Yeah." "Sorry." "Well, I don't know when he'll be back." "Me neither." "I've got a bottle of red wine in my room, if you want a drink." "Sure." "Hey!" "Here he is!" "Ty, are you OK?" "Sort of." "Why?" "She's trying to tell you that we're here for you." "I can see that." "And you've brought stuff." "That's Ingrid's." "We didn't think it was safe in her car." "It keeps getting towed away." "It's freakish." "It's a shitheap with no warrant or registration might have something to do with it." "So we brought the stuff in to be on the safe side." "Also she is in no state to drive." "Not that there's anywhere to drive to." "Bastard landlords." "Do you need somewhere to stay, Ingrid?" "No, I'm fine." "For the night." "Or two." "As long as you're OK with it." "Do I have a choice?" "Fuck no." "It's not as if she's going anywhere in a hurry." "Would anyone like food?" "Ooh, that's an idea." "Fuck yeah." "Oh, you know me, Grandson." "Good evening." "It is, isn't it?" "Drink?" "Please." "Do you want to give me a bit more to go on?" "You're the bartender - tend me." "I like your boy's new look." "Which boy is that?" "The one with the great tits." "Where did you see her?" "She paid Colin a visit." "Impressive." "Yeah." "Yeah." "She's alright." "I meant that he can change gender now - that's powerful." "But, yeah, I'd go there." "That's good to know." "Does this mean you're close?" "Close to what?" "Finding Frigg." "Turns out Frigg is a lesbian." "But we'll invite you to the civil union." "Play your games that's what Ullr does, right?" "But if you do need a hand moving things towards a mutually satisfying conclusion..." "Why would I need you?" "I'm Sjofn - hooking people up is what I do." "How does Colin feel about you hooking people up?" "Do you see him here?" "Gods come, gods go it's the way of the world." "I like your bar." "Oh, nursing's OK;" "I'm just kinda not into it the way I used to be." "But you're a great nurse." "I bet." "I get by." "Oh, what do you do?" "Um, me?" "I..." "I study." "Is that how you met Axl?" "Yeah." "Huh." "What are you studying?" "Uh... fashion." "Fashion stuff." "Mm." "Cool." "More wine?" "Mm." "Shit yeah." "You must think I'm such a pisshead." "Why would I think that?" "After last night, the party." "Oh, no, that's cool." "And you're really cute when you're drunk." "Cute as in funny." "Axl was a real gentleman, you know, how he got you home safely and all." "Yeah, he can be like that when he wants to be." "How do you mean?" "Where is he now?" "He's out somewhere." "Let me guess - a family thing." "Well, it may be." "Why?" "He gets those quite a bit." "Hello, my people." "Hey, Mia." "You're still here, I see." "Yes, I am." "Which is good, because I need to talk to you." "In private." "Can it wait?" "It's about our mutual friend." "If you mean Axl, say Axl." "It may be him." "Could we step into his room?" "Does it have to be now?" "Go - have your secret chats." "Really, really bad timing, Zeb." "Why?" "What do you mean, 'why'?" "You were only talking to Gaia." "Oh, were you trying to score with her?" "No." "Well, I wouldn't have a problem with that, to be honest." "I was trying to find out why this happened to me, you dick." "From Gaia?" "From talking to Gaia." "From everything." "I think maybe I've turned into a woman so I can learn about what women think about men, especially me, so I can be a better man." "Part of the Quest." "OK, that totally fits." "With what?" "The thinking I've been doing." "Well, what thinking's this?" "In all the films, they all changed so they could learn something about themselves." "Films?" "'Big', 'Freaky Friday', 'Hot Tub Time Machine'" "I don't think they're the same as what I'm going through, Zeb." "But they are - that's my point." "No." "By seeing the world through another's eyes, you realise what is wrong in yours." "That's like what you said." "OK, good point, well made." "I'm gonna go back to Gaia now." "You carry on researching." "Don't you wanna see what I bought you?" "You bought me stuff?" "Yeah." "Something nice." "To cheer you up." "I had to guess the size." "If it's not right, we can take it back." "I'm gonna go back to Gaia now." "Please stay away." "Hey." "Oh, are you off to bed?" "That's the plan." "You don't want to stay up and chat some more?" "I've got an early shift tomorrow." "Can I be honest with you?" "Sure." "I think if Axl was gonna be home, he'd be home by now." "Right." "OK, at first this is gonna sound a bit weird, but promise me you'll think about it before you say anything." "You and I have been friends for a long time, right?" "So you know that over the years, through no fault of my own," "I haven't been entirely successful with the ladies." "Ever." "Anyway, I was wondering if you'd be open to the idea that now that you're you and you're really hot..." "No." "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." "It would be a huge honour for me if my first time was with my best friend in the world." "It wouldn't have to be serious." "You know, friends with benefits." "Ugh." "Morning." "Fuck!" "Sorry." "You know that cold that gets into your bones?" "Yes, Anders, as a matter of fact, I do." "Well, that's what it's like here, Dawn, all the time." "And they only eat fat these big hunks of fat." "Luckily, they have alcohol." "Anders, you texted me to come in early 'cause you had something you wanted to tell me." "Oh, yeah, yeah." "I'm shutting the company down." "What?" "!" "No, no, don't panic." "Not for good - it's just until I get back." "Why?" "Why?" "'Cause it's my company and I can do what I like is why." "But the company's doing great." "It's doing better without you." "Clearly, you've been working too hard and need a holiday, don't you?" "Well, what am I meant to tell our clients?" "Tell them I'll sort everything out when I get back, obviously." "Oh, and when will that be?" "I don't..." "Oh." "Stop." "Huginn!" "Get out!" "Argh!" "Who was that?" "He's... kind of like a guide." "Guiding you where?" "The nearest bar?" "He's like a business guide, actually." "One who smells like fish!" "OK, Anders, why don't I take it from here?" "He smells like fish, and he keeps pecking me with his head, which is a lot like a headbutt!" "I spoke to Anders last night." "Did he make sense then?" "He's under a lot of pressure." "Doing what?" "Business." "It's partly why we need to shut down JPR for a while." ""We"?" "Yes." "So the future direction of the company can be determined." "Oh, but don't worry - you have a job here for as long as you want." "In fact, Anders and I value you so much we would like to send you on a holiday on the company." "Really?" "I have a travel agent who specialises in luxury travel." "They're going to courier through some tickets - first class along with a booking at this resort I know on Maui." "Wow." "We need you refreshed for when Anders returns, Dawn." "You're out of here tomorrow." "Tomorrow?" "Time to gather your passport, pack some clothes." "Sound good?" "Sounds too good to pass up." "Then let's get things squared away here so you can toddle off." "Did Axl come home last night?" "Fuck!" "I'm gonna go with 'no'." "Hi." "Hi." "Look, you seem like a nice enough girl, but, um, if you're hanging around here, waiting for Axl that's not a real good idea." "Oh, he'll be home at some stage." "Axl might seem all cute and cuddly, like some sort of mental puppy, but when it comes to women he'll end up hurting you, is what I'm saying." "Not necessarily." "He will." "He can't help it it's the way he is." "Well, maybe he's trying to change." "Look, you can hang around here like a doormat - that's your call." "But I know Axl." "I know that you can't rely on him." "I know that he will lead you on and then he will disappear, like now." "And he will hurt you." "Trust me, I know what I'm talking about." "I know why." "Why you're a woman?" "Mm-hm." "And that is?" "To I can find out what an arsehole I am." "As a woman?" "Or when you're Axl?" "When I'm me, dick." "Ah." "Ouch." "This whole 'being a chick' thing completely blows." "If it's meant to be so I can spy on shit, then I am obviously the worst spy ever because everyone laughs at me or doesn't listen to me or is too busy checking out my arse." "You know, the only thing that I have spied on for certain is that I am a complete fucking tool, apparently." "Hard thing to learn." "You know what else?" "For some reason, and I don't why, everything is pissing me off today." "Like even just looking at your face." "Might be if you're, um... you know, pre-menstrual." "Oh, the fun never ends." "I spoke to your suspicious friend." "Dawn?" "Unless you have more than one." "What did you say to her?" "You know, you really need to get rid of her things." "There's nothing here that links back to you." "For you." "You shouldn't clutter your life with reminders of her." "I'll get round to it." "What about Dawn?" "Dawn's fine." "Dawn is going on holiday." "She's going to have a wonderful time." "Maybe even a wee holiday romance." "It'll help take her mind off such foolish thoughts." "If not, Anders will be back by the time she returns, and he can deal to her." "I don't like Anders using his powers on her." "And I don't like her thinking the worst of my boy." "It's sorted." "Be happy." "Celebrate by binning all this gloomy tat." "Oh." "Hello." "You'll handmaiden for just about anyone, won't you?" "You have an infestation of goddesses." "Yes, I do." "Once they get in, they're very difficult to remove." "I'm beginning to understand that." "If you want a hand eradicating them..." "Ah, you've done more than enough." "Don't let them get in the way of what's important." "Which is?" "You getting on with your life." "Is that what it is?" "Oh, cheer up." "Life is good now." "Try looking at it this way - as a man you left a lot to be desired." "But as a woman..." "Grandpa, please don't." "As a woman, you incite desire." "Ew." "How did you get my phone number?" "Being god of the hunt works on many levels." "Wow, awesome god power." "It got you here, didn't it?" "I'm here because I'm intrigued." "And because you're an open-minded goddess." "Are you sure you want this?" "Think of it as a test." "Of what?" "Of you." "And if I fail?" "Oh, I'm sure you've never failed a test in your life, Dr Sjofn." "That is true." "But if you harm him, you know I'll find you." "You - come with me." "Why?" "Don't worry" " I won't hurt you." "Much." "Go." "It might be what you need with your little problem." "Nice." "Who better to show him the ways of a woman than a goddess of womanly ways." "Possibly." "Mainly I just want him to cheer the fuck up." "Uh, what's going on?" "You'll figure it out." "You're not trying to kill me again, are you?" "Let bygones be bygones, Axl." "You want to be more of a man, I believe." "Well, just being a man would be nice." "A man who knows how to treat a woman." "Yeah, I s'pose." "Then you need to learn what a woman likes." "Are you sure this is wise?" "I have no idea." "What if she takes the opportunity to kill Odin and strike a blow for goddesses everywhere?" "Then I suspect Axl will die with a smile on his or her face." "Funny things, these quests." "Yep, they do take you unexpected places." "It's a learning curve." "And someone is being taken to school." "Maybe I should check on them." "No, Grandpa." "You can't watch." "Zeb, get the fuck out of my bed." "Oh, you're back." "Yes, yes I am." "That's good." "Yeah." "How did it happen?" "Long story." "My work here is done." "And here he is." "How was it?" "The changing back, not the sex - we'll talk about that later." "Uh, I don't know." "After we... you know, I fell asleep, for, like, a second." "A very manly thing to do." "And when I opened my eyes..." "Huh." "Welcome back, Axl." "I hope the journey was worth it." "Welcome back, man." "Yeah, it had its, um..." "its ups and downs." "Excellent." "Out of the bed, Zeb." "Right." "Yeah, sure." "Sure thing." "Oh, you're back." "Yeah." "Couldn't sleep, eh?" "No." "Me neither." "Is Mia with you?" "No." "Are we likely to be seeing her again?" "I'm really not sure." "Where were you?" "Family stuff." "And you couldn't call her?" "No." "I'm sorry." "What for?" "Kind of a general, all-purpose sorry for being a dick." "I'm not the one you should be apologising to." "Yeah, you are."