Thalia selected one of the fries as Much spoke – golden, as promised, and a bite confirmed that it was both crunchy and perfection, too. She noted the widening smile at the mention of Erato and answered it with one of her own, curiosity stoked. It could just be what he'd said before, prompting her to read too much into it, but... well, she'd heard that flavour of infection in association with Erato's name before.
(Haha, oh man, had all her sisters been working their merry way through the Merry Men? Was that their new thing? Should she be looking for an outlaw boy to take home, too?)
"Bundles," she agreed amiably. "She's a real sweetheart. So do you two meet often, or was this a one-and-done kinda meeting?" The cock of her eyebrow on the word meet was as good as a pair of air quotes.