Breakfast at the Bistro

Persephone smiled at her date outside the bistro, then snuck a piece of croissant to his dog under the table.

“What do you call all his heads?” she asked. “Cerberus One, Two and Three?”

“Moe, Larry and Curly,” Hades grinned.

“All such good boys,” she cooed.

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