Dressed in a tri-tone dress that she hoped her boss would find appropriate, Ekho was practically buzzing with anticipation. Flitting around, the bouncy nymph put her energy to good use by checking over table arrangements to make sure everything was perfect. She had the feeling tonight was going to be an excellent night, and she would do everything in her power to help make it so.
There was just one little, teensy thing bothering her, but she wasn't sure how to articulate it given the limitations of her curse.
The Nymphagetes had made it clear he'd be in tonight, bringing a nymph with him, and while Daphne feared that he was somehow coming for her Ekho knew enough to figure out Apollo clearly meant Syrinx. That meant there was a good possibility that Pan would see what Apollo had written and would come here looking for his once and former love. If that were to happen Ekho was prepared to see to it that minimal bloodshed occurred, even if that meant breaking her personal vow to stay out of it.