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[not_so_smooth]

Sam wasn't really sure what you brought a Goddess of Love when you were coming to ask their advice on something. He knew that Aphrodite like fruit baskets, which he had prepared, but beyond that he wasn't quite sure.what to bring. At least, he wasn't sure what to bring that he could afford. Jewelry or something was a little out of his

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[just_hormones]

At first when she hears the knock, Aphrodite thinks it might be Falco, and she's immediately glad she decided to coincidentally use his favorite fragrance in her bath that morning. But then she hears the guy talking, and that's definitely not Falco. Oh well, visitors are still bitchin', especially when they're addressing her like that, and she gives her blond curls a fluff as she goes to answer the door.

"Well, kiddo, with an introduction like that, how can I refuse?" she says after sweeping the door open, then her eyes narrow slightly as she recognizes him. "Oh, hey, you're Sam, right? The dude who lives across the path?"

[not_so_smooth]

"That's the point, I mean, because all that stuff being true," Sam said, handing her the fruit basket. He hoped it was the sort of thing that she wanted, otherwise he was going to feel horribly, horribly awkward about the whole thing.

"And yeah, that's me, the hut over there," he said, pointing to his hut just across the path. Despite living across from each other for several months, they'd never really introduced themselves or anything like that.

"And you're the babe, I mean goddess, that lives in this hut. Which is why you're in it right now. And why I'm here. Which is to say... fruit basket?"

[just_hormones]

"It's totally okay to refer to me as a babe, sweet pea. Ooooh, fruit, groovy!" Aphrodite chirps, plucking the basket from Sam's hands and moving to set it down on the table. There's so much in the basket, half of it will probably go bad before she gets around to eating it, but that's okay, it's still pretty. Maybe she'll use some to make potpourri.

"Well, don't just stand there in the doorway, come in," she says with an amused grin, waving Sam inside. "What's on your mind? Give me the scoop."

[not_so_smooth]

Aphrodite had to be the most laid back deity he had ever met. Since the only other deities he had met were the Primes, that wasn't saying a whole lot, but she seemed more like a California surfer girl than anything else.

"It's, ah, it's about a girl," Sam said, scratching his head as he stepped inside. "Two girls, actually. Two girls in two different dimensions."