"So pleased that you remembered," Zeus said, finally turning to face him, his smile equal parts poisonous and cold. He pointedly did not offer Poseidon anything, this wasn't a social call.
"You're making the house call, in point of fact," he said, returning to his chair. "Notice how you're in my home, and not the other way around." He sipped at his drink idly. "Been keeping out of trouble?" he asked.