She'd heard of Hecate and she nodded. "I'm Hathor, one of the Egyptians. There's a lot of your pantheon in this city," Hathor noted, not sounding concerned about that. There were others among her own kind who weren't fond of the Greeks, but Hathor was fond of almost everyone, no matter where they had first come from. "Seems I run spot one every few weeks."

"Flash only," Hathor clarified with a smile. "I'm hosting a dinner party for some clients; the theme of it is 'witchcraft'." Even her air quotes looked amused, her fingers long and nails painted the same cornflower blue as her eyes. "No actual witches are going to be in attendance, so I'm just looking for some beautiful things to set the mood."