Hades twitches but doesn't say a word. The worker attempting to harass him covers their mouth with a dainty but very-much-faked gasp.

"Oh, pardon me then. Please enjoy yourself, sirs." And they sashay off with a sly smile, fingers fluttering in farewell. Once they're gone, Hades glances at Azem.

"...Thank you," he says reluctantly.