"I do love Vegas," Mona agreed miserably, as though the thought had never occurred to her. "I just don't understand... I've been there before. He's been there before. We've been there together at the same bloody time before..!" She sighed then, misery being moved to one side in favor of frustration. For Mona, that had to be an improvement.
The goddess glowered down at the teacup in her hands, brow furrowed and mouth turned down in a contemplative frown. After a moment's worth of thought, she had the foresight to look back up at her friend, more of the tension having eased out of her shoulders.
"It's Greed," Divorce said slowly. Not all of her friends ran in the same circle, but if there were two people who might know one another, Mona supposed it could be Comfort Food and Greed. "He'd been having a hard time of it lately, so I invited him to go on a vacation with me. I thought heading to a gambling capital might make him feel better."
A deep breath, a guilty look away and back and Divorce finally bit her lip hard, hard enough to make her say the damn words. "It's a blur, most of it, but somehow a week's vacation turned into... well. This."
She'd be damned if she said the word again, not now, not yet.