Who: Dodola and Zeus What: Dodola wants to discuss how things are going with Zeus. Where: Cafe in Manhattan near where Dodola works at a flower shop. When: Tuesday mid-day
They had been good girls, hadn't they? Met up once before and there was no pinning of anyone against a wall and having their way no matter how much they both wanted to. Dodola was trying to be respectful to Hera (lucky thing) and while she was being rather free with her love with mortals and some gods she knew it was a matter of time before she would have to pull it in and think of another way to gain followers. Sex was great, but Veles seemed too jealous and she worried honestly about the safety of those she blessed with her body to gain power, even other gods. Zeus was not Perun, he didn't need to deal with Veles in that way.
So when Dodola texted the god about meeting up she suggested they do so at a cafe near where Dodola sometimes worked. In public. No possible way they'd get in trouble there! Of course it was raining so they had to sit inside and Dodola, who adored the rain more than anyone could possibly realize, had taken to walking in it without an umbrella again. Her long blonde hair was slicked back and braided easily out of her face when she arrived and one of the boys behind the counter handed her a small hand towel to pat down the green strapless blouse she wore. A funny top for cold rain but her skin was very warm to the touch even so. Yes, no trouble to be had today except possibly with the boy behind the counter after her meeting with Zeus, he was giving her such a lovely look, wasn't he?
She settled in a window seat with a fresh cup of tea and watched people pass outside as she waited for Zeus arrival.