Marcie looked at him, brow creased into a puzzled frown. "No! Oh my god! I don't do-" She cut herself off before she said drugs rather loudly across the store. "Ares is my father, okay? I go for him."
Was this okay to tell the kid? She spent so much of her time around people In The Know that she forgot how to talk to normal mortals about the subject. She didn't want Tragos freaking out about it, though.