Charon was a little apprehensive about going tonight. Was he supposed to bring flowers? Dress up? He just wasn't sure. He didn't really hang out with people much, outside the Underworld deities, and they were...not exactly conventional. Eventually, he decided to just wear black slacks and a jacket, figuring he couldn't go wrong with the basics.
He made it to the club just in time, hearing the strains of the brass from halfway down the block. He saw Euterpe standing outside, and hurried so he wouldn't keep her waiting. "Hey," hesid. "Hope you weren't waiting too long."