Apollo couldn't have been more pleased with the reaction if Avery had fallen to his knees (that was a lie, of course he'd be more pleased if more people fell to their knees in front of him, but that aside, it was a good reaction.) "Really?" he asked, looking at the arc of soda curved across the floor. "You're that surprised I showed up, after everything you wrote about me? Shut the door behind you, Duffield, and come in."