"Aphrodite cabin..." Ellie can't help a smile as she puts away a few more onion rings. It's an impressive amount of food and not what she's used to, so unfortunately she's slowing down. She just doesn't have enough room.

"We used to have bonfires in Jackson too, but the songs were a lot more old-school. We didn't have a whole lot of teenagers, mostly old farts like Joel, so it was a lot more eighties. Lots of Bon Jovi and Journey. Which- look. I don't mind those. But there's a time and a place for Don't Stop Believin'. It's sacred."

But she digresses.

"How many cabins did you have? Ares and Aphrodite and who else?"