After regarding her for a moment, Aphrodite opted for the truth. "I am Aphrodite, goddess of love. And you are right, I am exquisite." She smirked playfully.
"And you? Who are you? You are not of my pantheon. I should not like to make assumptions based on the color of your skin, but I am thinking that you are African, Egyptian...?"
She trailed off, beckoning for Hathor to join her on the cushy sofa in the office. "I would very much like to make love to you," she said frankly.