Persephone
Queen of the Underworld (seasonal hire). Goddess of spring the rest of the year. Cannot resist a snack. Complicated relationship with her almond mom.
Emma & Hannah summon you
to the wedding of
Halloween
8 PM – 1 AM
The Underworld
Attire
Gods & Monsters
Forget black tie — costume required
Until the gates open
The celebration
Saturday, October 31
Ceremony at eight
Reception until one
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The Songbird Cafe
900 N Broadway, Suite 1050
Los Angeles, CA 90012
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Interpret that however you wish. A god from any pantheon, including your own. A creature out of folklore. An epic hero. Someone you personally consider divine, anyone history has already decided was a monster. (Just put on a costume, or we feed you to Cerberus.)
The ferryman takes a coin, as he always has. Fifteen dollars on Venmo at the door, and bring ID. Names will be checked at the edge of the River Styx, and the ferryman is not forgiving.
Food and the Underworld don’t mix. Just ask Persephone. Chinatown is a few blocks north, so go have dinner beforehand, or risk becoming our next permanent resident.
There is no parking at the venue. Take a rideshare or the Metro. Circling the block for street parking is a Sisyphean task.
Eat beforehand, arrive transformed, and do not accept fruit from anyone.
Dionysus’s bar
Registered at Asphodel & Co.
They’re gods. They don’t exactly need a new blender. So they have registered at the bar. Your fare at the door covers the whole night, and after that your mortal money is no good down here.
Simply claim what you intend to imbibe so the bar can be stocked for it. Pick as many as apply, but remember that you are only mortal, and we all know what happens when you fly too close to the sun.
If you were not invited, we ask that you refrain from sending a golden apple. We have all seen where that goes.
Kindly reply by 1 October
About the couple
Queen of the Underworld (seasonal hire). Goddess of spring the rest of the year. Cannot resist a snack. Complicated relationship with her almond mom.
God of the Dead (permanent). Owns everything below ground. Dog lover, people hater. A bit of a black sheep.
Autumn and winter down here, spring and summer with her mother. The world, and the weather, has organised itself around their calendar.
Before you come
Yes. Be sure to add their name when you reply so we know who to expect. Hades is a bit of a stickler when it comes to who enters, and who exits.
Yes. All we ask is that you come as your favourite god, or a most despised monster. Creative interpretations warmly encouraged.
No, please eat beforehand. Unless you also want to spend half your year without sunlight.
Fifteen dollars, paid by Venmo at the door. It goes straight behind the bar, which is what keeps it open all night. No cash required, and no ATM in the Underworld.
No. We are still working on an Underworld garage, but the Cyclopes are on strike again. Take a rideshare or the Metro. You are staying until one, so you will want a safe chariot home anyway. And we hear Helios’ surge is brutal.
Of course. Narcissus himself hired a photographer, who will be here all night. We will send the pictures round afterwards so you can slap your face on every vase in the kingdom. Get ready to look so good your followers turn to stone.
No. The whole marriage runs on a curfew. She goes back up to her mother every spring, and you go back up at one. And whenever you do leave, do not look back on your way out. Trust us.