When Apollo shouted from the doorway, Erato almost dropped her glass, and let out a tiny yelp of joy. He was here!
Oh NO, he was here. She was going to be sick. She wasn't ready! It had been so long since that kiss in Vegas! Sure he'd shared that poetry but that was online, that wasn't IRL!
She got up and dashed to the bathroom, taking her drink with her. With a nervous hand, she smoothed her hair in the mirror, and then shot off a text to Melpomene.