“I’ve got one of those, an Adonis belt. Wanna see it?” the young blond man asked Bast, even as she heard Dionysus explaining in the background that it was also sometimes called an Apollo belt, but he wasn’t about to give that brother anything more to have his head swelled over, and honestly, he sounded like he was getting a bit huffy. Huffy Dio was bad
Bast turned to look at him, just as Ninkasi gave the blond his own ego boost by calling him Channing Tatum. The kid hurried off, but Bast didn’t even bother watching him go. Instead, she smoothed some ruffled fur, which was something she knew a great deal about. “Hey, he can’t even begin to compare to you, buddy. That’s why he’s got to have all those titles, right? Because it makes him feel important. He’s god of everything but the kitchen sink, but you? You are totally the kitchen sink.”
Which made no sense at all. Which is why it made Dionysus smile. Sometimes crazy was a little predictable.
Through it all, Kasi had been tapping away on her phone. And had she taken a picture? Bast frowned. “Hey, what are you doing over there?”