"Everyone has something fairly elaborate," she reminds Thor with a teasing voice. "You weren't going to be the exception when the children are all ready for a fancy party." She laughs softly then takes back her phone. While the children inspect her work, she sends a copy of all of the pictures - Thor's included - to her friend so he can do with them as he will at his leisure.

Amelia arches an eyebrow at Una and then smirks at the small girl. "How about this: On your birthday, you will have the fanciest braid of all. A crown, if you like, or something even more fancy if I can find the right ribbons or hair decorations for it. It'll be your day and everyone will know it simply by the elaborate state of your hair. Deal?"