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Ben looked down at her as she hung off his arm. Initially he tensed up but then relaxed as he re-realized that it was Kaya. "Ghost busters." He nodded before reaching his hand up to pat her head before what Ben would consider giving her "scritches." A soft smile came from his lips before dropping his hand.

It was the most unexpected way - they were friends through the spook but he never meant to have a friend. "Why wouldn't I mean that...." He frowned for a moment before looking at her. He sighed before sitting down. "Kaya...."

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Her head turned towards her friend before her eyes tore themselves off the door. As if looking away for even the shortest moment would make her miss a crucial detail. After the previous night, she has contemplated staying at home, calling in sick, or even just not opening the bar at all for a bit. Doubts of whether she made the right call by going to work regardless, swarmed her mind. 

What if her ex-lover would show her face freely at her workplace now that they’ve ‘talked’? What if Nora was waiting right behind that door? Perhaps Eden missed her entering, and she was already inside, watching her from across the room?

Despite years of active practice and methods to make herself appear as calm as possible, the shock of seeing not just any member of her previous gang, but the leader, shook her even more than she ever expected. Her heart was racing and a thin layer of cold sweat veiled itself on the back of her neck. And even then, she simply offered Kaya a small, tight-lipped smile before she shook her head. 

She told herself she would tell her, and she intended to keep that promise. But not when they were both at work, surrounded by customers who were lining up along the counter. Maybe later, when most of their regulars started to head home and the two of them busied themselves with their cleaning duties. Maybe then she could tell her. 

“Was I?” her smile spread wider and blended with a chuckle while she grabbed two glasses and two bottles of beer for her current order. 

“Damn, I’m sorry. I think I’m a little out of it today.” Eden’s tone was lighthearted as she shook her head, playing her reaction off as a clumsy mistake.

Angela watched the demigoddess take a sip of the drink she had just made for her. The cafe had slowed down at this point in the day, and with the other workers busy doing other tasks throughout the shoppe, she had a moment to be fully focused on her customer. It was a good thing, especially as Angela had been all over the place doing paperwork and baking. 

Hearing Kaya’s words, a quiet laugh left her lips. Shaking her head, Angela was definitely amused. “I know I made you a delicious drink, but I think that is being a bit too sweet.” Smiling, she reached forward to gently tap the girl’s nose. “Just come by when you want another, and I’ll do just as good of a job.”

Esther sat a safe distance from Kaya at the booth in Minx, more to ensure that she did not accidentally bump into the other. She had just finished watching another performance when the pretty woman approached her. Though their art was stunning, Esther had been rather lost in her thoughts. She thought such a busy scene would have kept her thoughts busy, but she had been wrong.

When the other spoke, Esther offered her a small smile. Her hands clung to the drink in her hand, even though the condensation had made her gloves damp. Esther knew her story was not as dark as many on the island, and likely, that is why she felt so embarrassed that she was still so depressed.

“A sad reality. We all should just be able to be happy.”

Apollo looked at the demigoddess before him in line at the deli in Ambrosia. As she spoke, he chuckled softly. He wondered if that was her way of warning him that she had a large order that she was about to place. Or, he thought she might had thought this was the perfect way to pass idle chatter. Regardless, he could not say he necessarily agree with her philosophy.

"I've been alive for eons, and I've eaten several delicious meals with people who I love or now loved." He reasons to her, slipping his hands into his pockets. "And, those were beautiful moments in my life. But, I think the meaning is a bit more complex, changing between each individual. But, your definition has a good start."

Davina looked between the woman and her reflection. The other had given her advice on a dress to go clubbing in, and for a dress a bit more revealing than something she was accustomed to, Davjna was sure that she was out of her comfort level. She wanted to be pretty and dazzling, but what looked good on her, she knew would be even more stunning on the other.

"Like which god sent me? " She stumbles over her words as she speaks, lifting her hand to the back of her neck. "You have great taste. But, I just don't know if this is me." Finally, she turned her head to focus fully on the other woman. "Please don't be mad."