The day had only barely begun and Hera was already more than a little weary of it. She had made good on the promise she had made to Anthony to go out and explore the sites, which had been a fairly enjoyable trip down memory lane. Well, at least it would've been if she had had the foresight to exchange her heels for more practical footwear. But she hadn't and now, as she sank down into a chair in the lobby of the hotel where they were staying, she was regretting it.

Anthony had been begging for ice cream throughout the entire walk back to the hotel, so she had given him a bit of money and sent him  into the adjoining restaurant, saying she'd meet him back upstairs in the room. The sitting down had become necessary, however, upon discovering that the elevators were out of order. Her feet weren't exactly in any condition to walk up ten flights of stairs at the moment, after all. Perhaps if she was lucky enough, the repairs would get taken care of while she was recuperating and she wouldn't have to worry about the stairs period.

After rubbing her feet lightly through the sole of her shoe, she settled back comfortably in the chair and idly began to people watch, as there wasn't much else to do otherwise. After a little while, however, she found her mind wandering once more to her predicament. What had her mother meant when she said that her father was up to far more than they realized? She had tried to search her mind for clues countless times since the party, but always came up with nothing. As her thoughts continued in this direction, it was no surprise that they eventually wandered onto Zeus. She had never enjoyed not knowing her husband's whereabouts in the past, but now, in this new situation, she found it more bothersome than ever.