The greeks had adapted to accept all but the barest attentions as worship, what with their decline over the years. Discord and strife still rang strong in the world, so Eris wasn't concerned about disappearing, but it was nice to get some personal attention every now and again. She could sense someone looking at her, though for a few minutes she wasn't exactly sure who it was. She knew it wasn't a god, she would have been able to tell that, so it must have been a mortal. One of the revellers, of course. She absentmindedly pressed a kiss to the cheek of the individual who's lap she was currently occupying and then stood, placing the rest of the apple in his hands and the joint they had shared in his mouth.
Eris began to walk down the line, perusing drug-addled minds until she came upon one that was distinctly aimed towards her. She stopped dead in front of where Cam and Bryn were sitting, and flashed them both a mouthfull of unnaturally white teeth. She didn't really have to look very far down at them, she was barely four foot three.
"Hello, there." She said, her attention directed at Cam, thoroughly pleasant but something in her voice just a smidgen deranged. "Have you been sneaking peeks at me, young man?" She asked, which would have seemed odd, considering that she looked considerably younger than the seated stoner and his friend.