"Aphrodite and I already have an arrangement," Apollo said, illustrating his meaning with an unnecessary wink. "Fucking Ares' wife is deeply satisfying, what with the shit he's been pulling lately," he had to add, finally turning back to Luna's question and giving the question a little thought, letting his eyes rest on her face while he did. She was smoking hot, Hermes was completely right there.
"Where do your tastes run, Luna?" He asked, looking at the collection of drinks in front of her for a moment before his eyes found hers again.