Sadly, I can't say at all. I've not even met the man, to my recollection- as little as that means. [Because when you've taken hits in the head on a regular basis for three thousand years, the memory starts to get a little fuzzy... And without proper introduction, who's to say he'd even know Orpheus if he met him?

That said, Herc does have an idea to get started.] I'd have to know how to contact him in order to do that, or at the least know what he'd look at- but why not ask family for help? His family, to be specific.

[And from out of that skimpy minikilt-thing he's wearing, Herc pulls a smartphone. Dialing now, and...] Hello, Olympus Group? This is Hercules. Could you patch me through to one of the bigwigs? I'm trying to locate the Muses.

[He shifted the phone away from his mouth for a moment.] This clever device is letting me chat with someone a thousand miles away!