Police. Soldiers in blue. Well, white and black since they were more rentable security but that was hardly the point. The point was they were going to get in so much trouble if they bothered Eris for too long. Part of Mania wanted to rescue them and send them away with visions of cotton candy and unicorns and other lovely things. The part that won out was letting Eris take care of herself. She didn't need rescuing. The day Eris needed rescuing was the day that Hades froze over. Haha, not gonna happen.
And she was right. One of them screamed. Her cousin's strange voice never bothered her - Mania's wasn't much better. Warbling and singing and screaming and whispering and being almost like a chorus all at once. A lot of her family had a hard time following anything she said and she couldn't really blame them. "We never did," she said to her cousin, reaching for Eris's hand to twine their fingers together. They were both already pretty mad. Eris wouldn't be bothered by Mania surely. "We just weren't there in body, you know. Like Cheshire cats."
Looking out among the masses, she just smiled to herself. She could hear the rent-a-cops taking down descriptions of them but when it came to Mania, it was hard. Her facial features kept changing as did the color of her eyes and hair. It was slow fading but kind of obvious. The goddess of insanity just did not know how to keep things in order. "We need a plague. Or a war. Or ice cream. I like ice cream. Can we get some ice cream?" This sounded like a fantastic plan!