With a faint smile Apollo gazed down at his empty glass and watched as the golden liquid suddenly appeared inside again. After pausing to inspect the drink he took a small sip and nodded to himself before turning is attention back to her. The concern in her voice barely registered to the god but with a little shrug of his shoulders Apollo spoke up again. "Oh, nothing shall happen to this place as long as Aphrodite and I are here. She took the time to decorate the place so she would not allow a mere storm to damage her work."