"Yeah!" Magnus says. "It's like... there's this table with tiny holes that shoot air up in a way that makes the puck -- like, a small flat disc? -- move around really easily. And you're holding onto a thing that basically looks like a small, hard top hat, which you use to slam into the puck and try to push it through your opponent's goal -- kind of like a slot the puck can fall through? -- while protecting your own goal from them doing the same thing. With your reflexes you'd wipe the floor with me, but in a really fun way."

He grins at Galahad. "Oooh, but I bet I could at least tie you in foosball once or twice. It's another table game where you're spinning these four staggered rods with little figures -- like cylinders -- that are attached to them, and you're using the cylinders to try to knock a little ball into each other's goals. I mean, once you got the hang of it you'd probably beat me there, too." This clearly doesn't phase Magnus, the least aggressive einherji in Valhalla, who beat Loki in a flyting because of how much he loved his friends being really good at stuff.