Jane gazes through the window.
Thor and Sif are fighting for fun. The light Goddess has the advantage over the God of Thunder, who's sinking in the snow.
Jane sighs.
How compete with a so gorgeous and strong rival ?
Since they have arrived in Colorado, Thor has spent a lot of time with Sif, which has made Jane angry.
Plus, Loki has enjoyed himself to add fuel to the flames, making Jane even more aggressive.
She sighs again.
Is the game worth the candle ? She isn't sure that she really wants to fight for Thor's love.
Loki, who's reading near the fire, misunderstands her reaction.
"Lovely couple, don't you think, Jane ?", he purrs.
"Shut up, Iago", Jane snaps.
Loki chuckles.
He hasn't missed the Shakespearian allusion. He loves teasing her, and their battle of wits entertains him a lot.
Suddenly Jane startles.
It has begun to snow. Some snowflakes flutter about .
She smiles fondly. She remembers when she was a little girl, playing in the snow with her mom and dad.
Making a snowman.
Going sledging.
Laughing together.
Innocent and happy time ...
What would they say , if they could see her now, jealous and sorehead ?
Such negative feelings.
She can barely recognize herself.
She shakes herself up.
Jane, move on !
She grins and on impulse, she opens the window energetically.
She jumps outside, shouting:
" Snowball fight ! Sif, stay by my side ! Women against Men !"
She takes them off guard.
At first, Sif and Thor don't move.
Yeah, technically Thor is not a man. Besides, Asgardians warriors are far above this childish game, aren't they ?
But they're overwhelmed by Jane's enthusiasm.
And screams of joy soon resound in the air.
Loki, who has left his book, is watching them from the window, totally aback.
Thor, covered by snow, gestures towards him.
"Come on, brother, I need help !"
Loki doesn't wait long. As Jane did, he jumps out of the window.
"Attack !"
The battle has been fierce, but at last, the women beg for mercy.
Jane laughs so hard that she can't even throw a mere snowball.
Thor says emphatically.
"I declare Odinson brothers the winners !"
Loki stares at Jane.
Her red cheeks. Her sparkling eyes. Her broad smile. Her long brown hair shining with the snow.
"You're wrong, brother", he whispers, "Jane wins."