“I don’t think I’m easy to defeat darling. I might have you in pieces before I get the send off to your hell. Don’t underestimate ones strengths. You may be able to make fire, but I have a strength that’s simply in the flesh and not in need of fire to kick your ass. I wouldn’t want to ruin that pretty face of yours though.”
Poseidon let out a loud chuckle about her comment about Greek Gods. “I think all straight men, or reasonably straight men have at least 50% thinking going on with their cocks. If they don’t it’s in the general area. You brought on the subject and your eyes brought on nice innuendo. So you can’t blame me for bringing things out in the open.” He enjoyed watching her little show, figuring she would have a nice little ass on her. It gave her a reason to talk like her shit didn’t stink. “Alright, can’t blame you for being a conceited bitch. You got quite a thing going on with the body.”
The Greek god rolled his eyes with the fish comment then gave her a pointed look. “Would you like me to applaud you on your achievements?” The sarcasm was quite venomous even.
“You and me are both here to drink? Wow, we both have something in common. Weird.” He laughed at her drinking and tilted his head. “You are drinking like the Nazi’s are coming.”