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During Athena's short contemplation of murder (when she returned, she hadn't quite thought of all the ways to cook and eat Apollo), she and Trucy returned with an extra guest that they apparently picked up on their way there.
It was just Pearl, though, and that was nothing new. Pearl was no harm, in fact, she was a help since she was the only one willing to clean the office (which they really should do something about...).
Anyway, when Athena had finally calmed down and Apollo was free of the scare of being murdered and/or eaten, Pearl started back up on their topic prior to their shopping spree (Phoenix missed his wallet sometimes...).
Athena and Trucy were yelling about something and Apollo had just stopped listening altogether, clearly quite done with Athena and Trucy's grand antics. He put his face down in his arms and and tried to rest, but the sound of scheming kept him awake and alert.
"This is a job for me... Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Nick, but I'll have to put my usual plans aside for these new plans!"
Usual plans, meaning her usual grand scheme of getting Maya and Phoenix together. "That's fine, Pearls."
Anything to stop her from that.
"I think you'd be better at solving Apollo's problem, anyway."
Pearl's eyes widened in joy, "Then leave this job to me!"
She was ecstatic, someone having finally realized her talents in playing cupid. Athena and Trucy looked at her like they wanted to help, and Pearl brought them into a huddle. This was serious and she would not let this one slip out of her grasp.
"Good luck, Apollo," Phoenix looked at the poor kid with a teasing glance.
"Yeah, thanks, Mr. Wright," Apollo replied with contempt.