Atalanta laughed at that outlandish suggestion. "Priam couldn't get a girlfriend if a tied him to a mast and set him out to sea in a boat full of women," she joked. He was much too, well, solemn and boring for one. She rested an arm over the back of her chair and sifted her fork through her food. "So, enough about Priam, what have you been up to this afternoon?" She asked, before taking a bite.Iris smiled warmly and went to get her food, then returned after some time to sit with Atalanta. She joked harmlessly "I guess Priam's got himself a girlfriend."