Regroup (RP)

Persephone rolls her eyes a bit at Henry's boorishness; even drunk, she notices his clumsy appeals to her heritage and beauty, but she lets it slide. And she simply shrugs at the question of who shall pay, caring little. She insists, however, that her company car service ferry them the few blocks to her condo, so that she not get wet--she doesn't want to arrive at a party looking like a wet dog, even if it is just her little sis' get together!

When they ride up the elevator, she takes Henry's arm in hers and rests her head on his shoulder, taking comfort in his nearness and presence. When the doors open and the music can be heard, though, she runs forward, laughing, pulling him along behind her by the hand.

When she opens the door, she immediately slips off her shoes and continues to pull him along and begins dancing with him -- or, as it might perhaps be better described, at him. She dances her way into the condo and makes a bee-line for the glasses and bottles lined up on the counter, pouring herself and Henry a drink. She waves to Circe and Edward, having forgotten entirely about the tension she caused with Edward earlier that night.

She pulls Henry toward her as they dance, still not intending romance, but finding herself in his arms nonetheless.