Aphrodite was clad in a see-through robe, and she had been perched in her living room sipping cappuccino when she heard the elevator open. She had not expected Ares and certainly not Ares and his daughter! He found her!
She rose, regal as always, and sort of sauntered into the entryway, taking them all in. "Oh my goodness, look at you," she said, noting the poor girl's dishevelled state. "Ares, look at the state of her! Oh my darling, I'm Aphrodite. Are you alright? Come in, come in, love. Ares, did you not let her get dressed?!"