She was a lot more...bubbly than Roman was used to. To be honest, in his life he was pretty much surrounded by miserable people, which could have been because his mother was a raging bitch, his slave hated him, and too many fucking people had died back in Hemlock Grove. He pushed back the thought of Letha, who'd always been able to smile, and focused on replying to the woman. "Right, sure."
The stranger looked like the gears in her head were turning quite a bit, and then she spoke up again. "It's nice to meet you too, Aphrodite the...uh--you haven't told me what you are," he reminded her, even if he was soon looking where she was pointing, back where Roman had came from and left the 'friends' he'd made. If he listened hard enough he could hear the women chatting, but that gave him a serious fucking headache so he dropped it.