Hestia: -walks outside Picks a rose, twirling it in her fingers- Beautiful -let's the spark ignite the rose, engulfing the petals in a burning flame-
Rose: turns over and almost falls off the love seat and amazingly my dress is still covering everything-
Hestia: -collects up the embers and walks inside- Guys... Who am I bunking with? -blows on the embers to keep them hot-
Rose: goes up to my room and sees a peice of wallpaper sticking out so I go and it's a secret door leading to a torture chamber so I run downstairs grab polos arm and pull him up-