"Watch it there, little man. That's strong stuff----" it was coming from rich Greek gods, it was bound to be potent. "What?" She said, her voice nowhere near as soft as his, and was sure to get a few glances over. She scrunched her face and turned her head towards Much, "A thousand dollars?" She hissed. Then she stopped and grabbed his arm, her nails digging in, "Why'd she give you a thousand dollars?" Did she need to punch him in the throat?