Trish looked around her studio, satisfied with the new set-up. The last several months had been a whirlwind of travel - for her husband's fight schedule and her own artistic needs - and along the way she'd collected a myriad of items to decorate with and spark her muse for her next show. The first proper collection she'd made had gone over very well, a fact she of course was not surprised about, and she was looking forward to the next. She was glad to be home so she could get to work. Though she enjoyed the travel, she found herself homesick for the town -- a place that she'd grown quite fond of over the years. One day she knew Hades and herself would find their way back to Greece but for now, this place was their home no matter how far they often travelled. One day they'd settle down, she was certain. "I wonder who I can con into bringing me one of Mel's cupcakes," she mused to herself, knowing she had a bit of inventory left to organize.
