The simple contact of a hug between old friends brought back memories of a far simpler time, when Apollo didn't have to worry about his beloved Mousai. He held her for a fraction of a moment longer than necessary, letting her go grudgingly.
His decorating tastes were more on the Spartan side, but then again he was willing to compromise if ever someone wanted to take him shopping. "Thank you, so how have you been? How's the latest show going?"
Finding a suitable set, he went about filling them and handing Terpsichore one. "Let's have a toast, to old friends and new beginnings, catching up and moving on."