"Shit, isn't it ever?" Much said. He kicked off his shoes and pulled his feet up on the bed, settling in for the long haul. It had been so fucking awkward to learn that about Melpomene. "I so don't understand her," Much said, fiddling with the hem of his pants. "She always seemed like she was on our side. Like, even before you guys got together, she helped Marcie out with meeting Ares - not that that went well, but she helped. And then the stuff with the Sheriff, and just... we had some great conversations about how much of a cock Hermes is. I so don't get why Apollo's different, and he's a bigger cockhead than Hermes, even. Auugh." Much sighed heavily, maybe a tiny bit more rum was in order. Maybe he should have a hunt through the minibar for a mixer, though.