"Pizza?"I followed him out into the hallway. "Is it delivery or DiGiorno?"
"Neither."Ull laughed while Thor looked confused again. "I picked it up on my way over. Hope you like Chicago style."
"I love it."I smiled as the scent of garlic, tomatoes, and buttery crust filled my nose. "Where did you get it?"
"Uh, Chicago,"Ull gave me a duh tone.
"You went to Chicago for pizza?"I blinked in surprise.
"It's just as far as anywhere else from here."He laughed at me.
"Oh."I felt like an i***t. "Right."
I walked into the dining room and just stood and stared for a second before recovering and following Thor to a seat. Imagine a Viking dining hall; long trestle tables, stone walls with torches poking out of them, piles of fur, poles for practicing your ax throw, those kind of things. Okay, got
