Baldur asks his mother Frigg about her views on blasting innocent humans with lightning bolts. Frigg tells Baldur with dreamy eyes about how she and Odin went “bolting” on their first date. He got 12 humans, she got nine. Oh, to be young again. Frigg tells Baldur she only bolts mortals for good reason, however: pleasure or sport. As Baldur prepares to vomit, Frigg spies a gaggle of mortals crossing an empty field and invites her son to participate in a game of round robin.