[He gestures again, and this time his hand becomes stardust itself—and his arm, his shoulder, all of him and Thor dissolving in a rush of vibrant energy
and a moment later they'll find themselves solid again, now in the parking lot of an innocuous looking bar called "Pony".]
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and a moment later they'll find themselves solid again, now in the parking lot of an innocuous looking bar called "Pony".]
There we are.