Boreas didn't know how Zeus had found this place. How he would even know about a place like this. Why would anyone want to know about a place like this? It was dark, and cramped, and furnished with things that would have looked at home in an antique shop. And those were the best-looking things. There were plenty of items Boreas would have hauled out of sight and existence if he'd been the one running this place.
And horror movies?
His eyes fell on the short girl who was waiting on them, and the look in them made it quite clear that he didn't think any better of her. "Is there food in this place?"