Even Belldandy's serene presence did little to smooth Urd's ruffled feathers. There was just something about Hades that rubbed her all the wrong ways -- perhaps his claim to godhood when he was so evil, so repugnant, insulted her on a personal level. "Your sense of fashion is outdated and you mix a disgusting drink," she finally said scathingly, turning on her heel with a regal toss of her hair and stalking off, knowing better to continue this charade.