Isis had never truly gotten used to her time away from Osiris. He was her counterpart, her brother, her husband. He was everything that mattered to her and much of what defined her existence. To find him again, in the world above, was a blessing.
There were little butterflies teasing her inside as she waited as patiently as possible for him to arrive. She had ringed a maid up a few hours before to make sure her suite was presentable and pleasant. In the sitting area there even sat a cart of food for them to share.
While she was often the ever clever and calm goddess of old, she could not stop herself from wringing her hands as she stood at the window. As he came closer she could feel him below and the excitement only grew. She was only moments away from one of the most important reunions of her life.
When the phone rang she had no doubt it was Osiris. A smile appeared as she heard his voice on the other end and it could probably be heard in her voice. "I'm in room 1311," she said simply and then waited for the knock.