When Dean excused himself, Henry glanced around and then meandered over to a couch and sat down, pondering what this party was going to be like. He'd never hung out with godly types before. He made a mental note not to piss anyone off, as he didn't like the idea of being smote.
After a few minutes, he heard someone entering the game room, and looked up from his Guinness to see three women entering. The poor man never even stopped to think that these might be The Fates. "Hi," he greeted, raising his bottle in a little bit of a salute, smiling. "I'm Henry." He figured starting with his name was the best way to greet people at something like this.