I shoot down the high castle of Zeus and Hera. I stream through the large domes and castles. There were signs everywhere about the events of Olympus. I let out a breath. The lights are still going.  I have a lot of work to do. I'm the god of travelers, roads, thievery, and so many other things. I take the jobs no one else does. My father was still asleep I had gathered. I let out a breath. I turn to the 24-hour diner where Hekate dwells.

I slide down. I open the doors. She turns to me. Her brown hair is tied up. She always wears the same purple dress. I fly over.

"Hello fair Hermes god of travers. Hello, Hermes, the one who gets up early." She says.

"What can I say I'm an early bird." I say.

"And I am Hekate, Goddess of Crossroads. I am the Goddess of witchcraft. I am also the owner." She smiles.

"Heh... your still as nutty as ever." I chuckle.

"And your still as flighty as ever. And you are also at a standstill." She says.

"Hahahao." I chuckle.

"I assume you want the usual. I assume you want to-" She starts.

"Yes, spare me the talk Hekate. I'm a very busy god." I say.

"I know you are." She hands me a bag.

I take it.

"Good luck for the rush." I call.