Right then, someone spoke up that just now seemed to be walking in. "You know, dad, you don't have to keep up this tough guy act around everybody. It's common knowledge how much of a softy you really are." It was Ad, who was the son of Apollo and Aphrodite, so he was obviously incredibly handsome thanks to his mother, and he was carrying a guitar. He was just now walking in, but didn't seem to care that he was late. 

James rolled his eyes and sat down, mumbling something.