[ Simple things, for a warrior, Claire guessed. Normal things to want, maybe, on Asgard. Their society must differ from Earth in multitude of ways, she thinks.

They get to her door, and she unlocks it, opening it for Thor to walk in. Damn. She's got a God in her apartment, and she hasn't tidied up the basket of clean laundry off of the couch - shirts and underwear dangling from the sides of it. She flushes, chuckling, before grabbing it quickly, the door slamming behind her. ]

Sorry about the mess. Why don't you try taking off your jacket to start with, and we can see if it reappears once it's not in contact with you anymore? I'll get a blanket, as well, we can see if wrapping you around something that you weren't wearing when you drank works.