He was here for one reason, and one reason alone. He knew that a certain Nutmeg of his was working at this quaint little establishment, and it was right about time for them to catch up a bit face to face. And hey, he wanted to see what sort of friends she was making. See if he approved or not - if they didn't meet his standards, he could send 'em flying!

After all, who knew Meg better than the one who owned her soul?

It was just so fitting.

And that was why Hades casually found himself entering Seventh Heaven, a grin on his face, and an eye for one particular woman with the right curves.