"Well, I'm glad that the chances of running into your old man are slim. Getting my skull crushed by the literal god of War isn't on my to-do list for this life time." Joe said with a laugh. Opening up the door to find Ares staring him in the face would make Joe reconsider a lot of things in life.

"Okay, no food allergies and you don't like sushi. Thank god. For the record, I don't get the whole sushi craze thing, either. I tried it once and I just couldn't do it." he said.

"Now, schwarma, on the other hand, is amazing and there's a place down on 92nd that does it really well. We should go if you've got some time between beating up Greek stuff, flying around and generally being awesome." Joe suggested.