Dionysus dripped with the attention she brought. He knew with Semele he wasn't going to get the loving protective, nurturing mother. He was going to get someone that enabled him as much as he enabled others. He followed her lead and leaned down snorting the line of powder. It made his head swim with neon colors and stars. Oh, this was good stuff.
He wiped his nose with the back of his hand as it still burned his nostrils. "That is perfection." Like a fine wine.