Pollux smiled, genuinely pleased. "That's good," he answered. "We're glad there are so many of us left. The ones we like, anyway."
"But there're too many of the ones we don't like," Castor added, and made a face. "Aphrodite's around. So we hear anyway. We hope we never run into her."
"You said you were over that," Pollux reminded his brother. "It was a long time ago. Even Helen's over it by now."
Castor shook his head, stubborn. "She can't just steal our sister. Everybody thinks they can steal our sister. It got old dude.
Pollux just shook his head and picked up his cooling coffee. "Well, we're still glad that everybody is showing up," he said, and gave Orpheus a smile. "It's great that your mother's still around. What about her sisters? Have they shown up yet?"