"Weeeeell, unprovoked attack in one's own home isn't the sort of thing that gets a ticket to the Elysian Fields," Hermes replied reasonably, with an indulgent chuckle. "But who even remembers anyway. Are you enjoying the champagne? There's whiskey if you prefer." He nodded to Luna to go and bring the drinks cart closer. This kind of competitiveness was terribly fun, but it'd be more fun with a drink or two more.
As Luna moved away, he shot Apollo a conspiratorial look and dropped his voice slightly. "She really is something else, huh? Absolutely indispensable. You ever considered getting a personal attendant like her? Worth it, man, worth it."