Cricket's is not the only alcohol available, but he's being pretty generous with it. He's picked up on something major going on here, and he's not sure what, and he's not going to ask, but he's definitely going to contribute.

He's a little flushed when he comes up to Harley, bringing her a mason jar that smells of apple and allspice.

"I'mma be pretty hung over tomorrow, Harley," he warns her cheerfully. "Don't know how it works for Loki."