Who: Hades, Marijuana, and Matt What: Trading When: Wednesday, after Hades' lecture Where: NYU, Hades' lecture hall and office Warnings: Hades' desk, some diamonds, and a sixteen year old boy
If there was one thing that Hades commended himself for, it was his commitment to professionalism. Despite the unpleasantness of the previous night, his heart's pangs for Persephone, his smug realization that he had a very crucial weapon against Marijuana's ambition, his fury that Eris had somehow broken her contract, his concern for Theo's future, his concern that Lily was beginning to learn far too much about him, all of that had been shoved aside in lieu of his work. The lecture he gave this day was neither spectacular nor was it an embarassment, it was competant. He kept his student's interest and if he was lucky a few of them would remember what he had taught. He read to them in Greek and Latin and perhaps one or two of them would recognize some of the language syntax.
When the lesson was ended, Hades' students dispersed out of his lecture hall. A few minutes later he was chatting with one student named Bethany, all the while keeping his eyes trained on two individuals in the back of the hall. He smiled genially at Bethany and politely but firmly bid her farewell. He raised a hand in greeting to Marijuana and the boy Matt.