Tell her it's a mistake

"I'm afraid there's been a mistake," said Diana. "I didn't mean to come here."

"Most people don't," said Persephone. "But now that you're here--"

"No, I mean I'm not dead. I did not die. I only came here because I went through the wrong door."

"But you're naked," said Persephone. "Most live people I knew did not go naked if they could help it. It was only dead people who lost their clothes. So are you sure you did not die?" asked Persephone. "I mean you could have stumbled when you went through that door and broke your neck. What makes you so sure you didn't?"

"Because I just know, that's why," said Diana. "Now is there any way out of here?"

Persephone just shrugged. "None I know of."

She paused.

"Okay," she said, "there is a way but it's only accessible if you use my husband's chariot. Of course he's not going to be too happy about you borrowing it but I can talk him into it. Over the centuries, I've found that I could talk him into anything."

"Well, good," said Diana. "Thank you for that."

"You're welcome," said Persephone. "But where are my manners? You must be hungry after your long descent into the underworld. I'll get you some food."

"No, that's not necessary," said Diana.

"No, I insist," said Persephone. She handed Diana a small red fruit. "Here. Have a pomegranate."