Magic? Heh - great. [To Jenna, Magic meant witches and her one and only run in with a witch hadn't ended so well for her.] Think I'll pass on the hair of the dog then...

Uhhh - You mean, aside from feeling like I've just been through the spin cycle at the laundromat? [She tries a chuckle but it's forced, like somebody trying to be more positive than they actually feel.] Yeah. Just a little travel sickness, which is new.

[New for her, she's never been travel sick before but she doesn't realize that's new for people coming to Asgard in general as well.]

Stefan?! [There's more than a hint of disbelief in her voice and though it might be awful, the relief that floods her a second later has little to do with him.

If he was here, at least Elena hadn't been alone.]

Oh, you know... [She tries to force herself to sound casual, cheery but it comes out as a combination of snarky and barely coherent.] Nothing a little ginger ale and dry toast won't fix.

[Except, not at all but it feels like the worlds worst hangover.]

[First the ass with his unwanted comments. Then Klaus. Now she was actually staring at the face of John Gilbert? Between this and the nausea, Jenna would really like an exchange on her welcome party.]

Oh you have gotta be kidding me?!