"I think you're right. The sirens are Greek, but it wouldn't surprise me if there was some connection."

She's only on her first glass of wine, savouring it one sip at a time, like she is everything else about this evening.

The wait rats bring their dinner and she leans back as they lay it out.

"What I find most curious is the lunar connection. Several different societies equate the changing of the Terran moon to its full face with some kind of transformation or madness. Hence the term 'lunacy'."