Still, when it came to food, Hera wasn't heartless. She made sure to treat Alice, too—if nothing else, she still had a little decency left.
Alice, still dazed and unable to fully process what was happening, could only accept whatever was shoved into her hands. She moved like an empty shell, completely out of it, to the point where Minerva actually started to worry. Just in case, she made Alice grab the back of her jacket like a child being kept from getting lost in a crowd.
Everyone who saw this unusual group couldn't help but stare. They were all strikingly good-looking, but their combination was… odd.
One was a loudmouth, one looked like a spacey weirdo, one was clearly the sugar mommy, another seemed like a lost child, and the last one acted like a banana mascot. Behind them trailed their bodyguards, like tired chaperones on a chaotic school field trip.
