Ginger laughed lightly, leaning against the table, putting a bent elbow on the wood to carefully cup her chin. "Okay, true, true. I've been busy as well, so I suppose I can forgive you." She gave a small wink, and then looked up at Hestia who'd walked over to them quietly, standing close to Lee but not within their personal space.
"Yes Hestia?" She asked, her tone clip, but forcible congenial with the smile on her face.