Hermes and OPEN, 11-pm
Uncharacteristically, at least for Hermes, he hadn't actually spent much time indulging in the pleasures of the flesh. At least not yet. The party was still young, and he had been enjoying playing host too much to bother getting undressed. Sure there had been kissing and fondling, but nothing more than that.
Around eleven, he made a beeline to the bar, pausing for only a second to note that Hades was sitting on the floor, clearly having a very deep and one-sided conversation with Hecuba. Shaking his head, Hermes closed the distance between himself and the bar and ordered a beer.