There was also the matter of Helen having not had any control over her actions whatsoever. If she had been given a choice she of course would have chosen Menelaus and Hermione. At least now she felt free. Like she had before their story had taken a turn for the worst.
Helen bit her lip and forced back a laugh. "As you said, you're used to having dinner with your daughter. I'm not surprised you wouldn't make it a habit of drinking with her around." She nodded at his plan, "if you insist."