Two words and a dozen employees scattered with a scurrying efficiency that kept Dionysus smiling all the way down the hallway and into his office. That not one of them had paused to ask for clarification meant that they had been keeping watch as closely as he himself had since Stefano had taken residence, and no reports as to Stefano's behavior had been negative save one.
Stripping down, Dionysus showered quickly in the attached bath, wisps of steam drifting into the office changing direction slightly as the outer door was opened, and so without asking who, Dionysus simply started speaking as he slung a thick towel around his hips.