Alice was coming out of the hallway, wrapped in one towel as she toweled her wet curls with another. She heard the click of the door and looked up, shocked to hear her name called out. A small start and a gasp later she was realizing who it was. "How did you-" The question died on her lips. This wasn't the first of the gods who had taken up breaking and entering and if her daughter were in control, entry would have been no trouble for her.
"It is polite to knock in these times," she chided, though she wasn't un-glad to see the other woman. "Is everything alright?" Things had been strange lately. Jeremiah had been spending an increasing amount of time below the water, rebuilding Poseidon's palace, and she had been working a lot. There had been little time for friends or socializing. Being invaded upon wasn't exactly her preferred method, but company was welcome.