Artemis smiled, "Yes, you're right. This isn't hell, it's New Jersey. My mistake."

Cracking jokes. Another thing this place had done to him. But it wasn't anything he'd give up, just as he wouldn't give up his memories of meeting those he cared about. That still wasn't going to make leaving them any easier. Except Haku. He wouldn't leave Haku behind to die again. Never.

The waitress came back with their food and set each man's meal in front of him. She smiled and bustled away. Artemis picked up his fork and took a tentative taste. It wasn't up to par with Rome, of course, but what had he expected?

"It's good," he commented. Artemis didn't want to think about leaving anymore.