Melpomene stood on Erato's left, curls tumbling over her bare shoulders and her body clad in a sleek black jumpsuit. "Of course we're ready," she said, sliding her arm through Erato's, as she flashed her a smile. "Are they?" She saw a flash of an eyeroll from Urania on Erato's right, but pretended that she hadn't.
She was really going to behave herself, tonight. At least when it came to Apollo and Erato, and she was going to try not to deliberately provoke Urania as well, no matter how tempting Urania made it. No, tonight she was on her sister's side.