That made her grin slightly, "Perhaps we should." Diana was getting there, though she always thought of herself as superior to most. If one didn't, they wouldn't be a god, would they? Eleanor wasn't bad, she just really could do with some discipline and a good cleaning up.
She hm'd slightly, looking slightly amused at how Neptune liked soft drinks. "I think perhaps. Let's see." Leading the way to the kitchen, she opened the fridge to find out if they had any. Sure enough, Eleanor had a lot of soda. She handed one to her Uncle and then took one for herself. "You promise it's good to drink?"