"I had not thought that far, darling boy," she admitted. "It was, in part, because I was focused on the gorgeous woman I bedded last night. Mmm, I..."
She lost herself in memories of the night before, of writhing together on satin sheets, of cries of pleasure, of skin on skin... Her interest firmly piqued, she already knew she needed to see Michele again. She was vaguely aware that the direction her thoughts were taking was probably resulting in a rather charged atmosphere - but Eros would understand. He had likely been guilty of doing the same thing himself, once or twice during his existence.
"Yes, we could bring Dionysus in at the end," she said slowly, bringing her thoughts back to the matter at hand. "But I would prefer that he be left out until the end. The finer details, the website, the client recruitment I would like to do ourselves."