"I still think it's awful that you're used to people treating you poorly. I hope you're treated better here. But it's not my business, I guess. I'll see if I can complain to the source."

Persephone smiles, tight and unsure, waving another bag. She just... She looks away, tucking a lock of hair back.

"Cordon Bleu is one of his dogs. He has seven, including Cerberus. Cordon is there one who hates me. Or at least he tried to bite my head off. Or my legs. Whatever he could reach, he was very small." She taps her chin, "I could bring the magazine--I bought something to show you and Thanatos my Underworld and of course he has pictures of his dogs in it."