There's a curious bad between hot and cold coffee, you know. [ cold coffee was good. hot coffee was good. lukewarm coffee was terrible.

oh well, he looks put-out but he concedes, leaning his elbows on the table as Bellamy speaks. ]

Methods of summoning, mostly. I caught someone in the act, but since a secret was offered to lure the divine from where ever he stowed, it fell flat. She may catch on to me, eventually, if she already hasn't. It's only reasonable that a god lives up to his own dominion.

Secrets for secrets.