"Thank you, sir," Arj told him, flustered beyond belief still. "That really means heaps. We try to keep this place running through everything cause the city needs somewhere that isn't just gussied up pretend country catering to the tourists, you know? I'm not the boss though, I mean, I'm just a manager and I haven't always been here but-"
Euterpe put a hand on the back of Arj's neck and with a smile said, "breathe, love."
"Right," he said, and then to both Country dieties he said (again), "it's just such an honour."