She couldn't deny that it pleased her to be called beautiful, but she definitely hadn't been expecting it. She did sit up a little straighter, though. "Well, if you ever want stories of what it's like in a room full of writers and actors, I've got plenty. Like I said, they're mostly a good bunch and I'm pretty fond of them."

"No, it wasn't," she agreed. "I think that can be summed up with: ugh, my father sometimes'." She sighed, shoving away thoughts of Zeus. "But he doesn't matter right now. And it's fine, I don't mind. Tragedy is my opposite, I've gotten used to sad."