Sam/Apollo, Lydia and OPEN
Lydia's smile turned smug at his words. Oh so he liked a girl who could kill, did he? Er, well, kill bugs that were stalking her into a sleepless frenzy anyway. She perked her eyebrows and slumped a bit more against the wall, her shoulder coming to press against his lightly.
"So you like them dangerous girls, hm? Oh, out antiquing, like basically that show American Pickers? My mom kind of does that and Phil, my brother, gets dragged along. Except they find more high end antiques and stuff. Like everything in the temple is stuff that actually dates back to forever ago, some passed down through the family and some we got in Greece."