QUOTE : Hades glared at the god. He should have downed a bottle before summoning the god. After a moment, he explained. “Persephone is teaching me to bake. What do I wear?” “She’s teaching you to bake?” Surprised colored Hermes’ voice. “And you’re participating? Willingly?” Hades glared. “You must really love her.” “Hermes,” Hades warned. If he had to say the god’s name one more time, he’d send him to Tartarus for the night. He seemed to get the hint and straightened. “Right. Casual, baking date.” He dashed to Hades’ closet. “Why do you only wear suits?” Hermes complained. “What do you sleep in?” “Nothing,” Hades answered. “What’s the point?