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In Metropolis, there is a man in a dark suit. He's of a sort of non-descript middle age, not specifically young but nowhere near old.

As for what he's doing?

He's looking around. Learning. Absorbing local color. Picking up the lingo (which isn't as hard as it should be) and the customs. Occasionally having a meal somewhere and libating to that ever so beneficent monarch of the dead, Hades, just so he can explain the custom to curious onlookers. Carefully working minor miracles wherever it'll do the most good-- and once again, advertizing for the once and future Lord of the Underworld. Looking at maps, trying to figure out where he can start an underworld on this continent.

It's not his world. There's a lot to learn.

Good thing he got the brains in the family.

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"We're not omniscient," he tells her, "but a good enough information network and you'd never know it."

"It's a good system," says Anna approvingly. "Feel free to hit me up if you've got a question I can answer." Hey, you never know, right?

He raises an eyebrow. "I'll do that." Not that he'd think about it, he'd do it. Freely offered, after all. "If you ever need a miracle, you know how to reach me. We'll work something out."

"Thanks. I'll keep it in mind."

'Freely offered' sums up a lot of Anna, really.

She's spent fifty years under a crescent labeled FOR YOU. Generosity is an essential aspect of contracting.

"Feel free to spread the word about yesterday's... events."

"Oh, believe me, the first thing I'm going to do when I see my girlfriend tonight is tell her about the epic battle of the idiot and the god. It makes for some fine storytelling."

Considering her girlfriend, that could go interestingly.

But Hades grins at her. "Much appreciated. And I mean that."

She grins back.

"No problem."

Once again: generosity. It's a thing.

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