Adonis had disappeared - probably off to that whore Persephone - and only then did Aphrodite realise Ares hadn't been around for a while. So she waited. And then waited a little more. And then it had been weeks and did that brute not realise how lucky he was that she even stooped to touch him?
From where she lay reading a magazine on her chaise lounge, Aphrodite felt when Ares entered the apartment and growled under her breath, getting up and tying a silk robe over her lingerie and slipping into a pair of matching heels.
Stalking down the hallway she paused in the doorway to see Ares flirting with Thallo and, picking up the glass vase at her side, she threw it at the nymph and war god.