That bright smile stayed on the brunette's face, playing coy with the god for a moment. "Let's say you give me a good tip, and I'll see what I can conjure up." He winked before standing up straight and wiping the counter down.
Within a few seconds a glass clinked against the wooden counter, it's rim filled up with whiskey and pushed over in front of Apollo.
"You do tend to be the stuck up one of the bunch, so it's good to see you," Dionysus said brightly. "It's been a little too long, and I think you've gotten a little bored, brother."