“Get Lost!” yelled Hercules as he slammed the door shut.
The Minotaur peeped through the blinds as Thor stomped and stumbled into a waiting taxi. His hammer lay behind him on the path.
In the Kitchen, Perseus swept up the broken splinters of glass. Apollo fiddled with the MP3 Player.
“Don’t let him get to you.” Medusa smiled as she tried to comfort a tearful Aphrodite. “Nobody believes a word of it.” Medusa fixed her snakes in a small compact mirror.
Aphrodite poured herself another glass of wine. “This is the last time I invite him to a party,” she sobbed.