[h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color]Dining Pavilion[/center]
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Arthur wasn't used to be laughed at by people, but even so, he wasn't about to get angry over these people's opinions. It seemed to daughters of Aphrodite were as vapid as they were attractive, and that meant they were of little interest to him. Still, Mona defending him made him smile, it always being a good feeling to know that the people he trusted were ready to defend him. He quietly responded, "[color=4286f4]I'm sure Ash and I would appreciate having you at the Hades table, if you're in the mood for a change of venue.[/color]" He offered. He was by no means attached to staying around these people.

	It was at that point that Aster decided to join them, and he found himself smiling outright, and he said, "[color=4286f4]Not at all, I just thought the Aphrodite cabin could use a touch of class, Mona can't make up for her sisters alone, can she?[/color]" As he said this, he returned Theresa's smile with one of his own. He normally wouldn't be so direct, but given the current tone of the table, that was a relatively tame comment. Around that time, the horn went off, and he gave a quizzical look to those around them, unsure of what that meant. "[color=4286f4]What's that sound mean?[/color]" He asked, hoping to be filled in.