[ The Greek fire is there, Abby... somewhere... hiding... ]

Some stuff I got from the Hart Mart. I think it's honey lime.

[ Clarisse emerges from the kitchen with some cash in hand, which she attempts to hand off to Abby. If she seems a little shifty while she does it, it's because the only time she's ever done anything like this before was when she was buying weed. Only afterward does she glance over to the pictures, seemingly unbothered by the fact that Abby was studying them. ]

That's Chris. He's. We used to date? I mean, he was my boyfriend for a while. Uh, but we're still friends. [ This last bit she feels like she has to add, because like, why would she still have pictures of him up otherwise? Yikes. ] And that's Silena. He's a son of Hermes, and she—was a daughter of Aphrodite.

[ It's awkward for a second, the little slip. She always has to force herself to say was, not is, and to say it in a way that sounds natural, which it never does. It feels really, extremely necessary to move on from that right away, so she points at some random picture of some jock-y looking boys in camo. ]

Those are some of my half-brothers. Ares always has a lot of kids.