"Ares was certainly inspired," Erato said, arching an eyebrow. She placed a hand on Apollo's knee, to draw his attention back to her, looking up at him prettily. "Well then. Someone must host something new, to which we shall all attend. Don't you think? I'm sure somebody would be willing. Something grand. A ball, perhaps!" She clapped her hands at the idea, brightening up. This time there would be no FOMO for Erato!