(A VERY RARE GUEST)<br/><br/>In the last months, Dion's had experienced a number of..., interesting events.  It was all the talk in Olympus and Hebe felt like she'd been missing out.  So much that she'd gotten in touch with Dionysus and Ganymede.  Both these gods were delighted at her application for a job.  Gany was the head waiter and certainly capable, but there were times that he wanted to let his hair down and have a night off.  Dion would never deny Gany the time off either, but the place wasn't the same without a person of his quality serving and running the hospitality.<br/><br/>The arrival of Hebe was perfect for the situation.  Gany was Hebe's supervisor, simply because he'd been there longer.  But Hebe was by no means inferior and had more experience as she was the previous cupbearer to the Olympians.  When Hebe was working, the blonde goddess wore a dark wine colored bodycon dress in a modest cut.  It told beholders that she had a beautiful form, but she was not a courtesan or loose woman.<br/><br/>This night, Hebe 'felt' the presence of 'key holder', another deity, arrive from the elevator.  Who could it be?  Walking to the landing, she saw that it was Hestia.  She greeted the goddess of the hearth with a professional warmth, restraining the urge to embrace Hestia like an old friend, because this was not her home, it was the Lounge at Dion's and there were mortals here.  Still, the light in Hebe's eyes danced in delight.  She knew that Hestia very rarely ever left her home in Olympus.<br/><br/>"Good evening, Miss," Hebe addressed her fellow virgin goddess.  "A table for one?  Or do you need a larger table for yourself and some friends?"