Hera grimaced, chewing her lip and considering what to do. She couldn’t stay with him. For a number of reasons that was both impractical and ill-advised. Not for days, even a few days. On the other hand, she couldn’t just leave him here to fend for himself. That wouldn’t be fair to the hotel, and damn it, she’d used her credit card. This was a lose/lose situation in her book.
“Right. Well. First things first. You stink, Zeus. You might not feel them in you so bad if you weren’t crawling with lice and who knows what else.” She shivered at that. She was quite glad to have gotten past the time in human history when lice were common. Or fleas. They were almost worse. “Go bathe. Scrub as best you can. I’m going to call a cab and go shopping. We’ll need something for you to eat and something to wear. Put everything you’re wearing now in the bag in the ice bucket. I’ll... get rid of it when I get back.”