Who: Dionysus dipsomaniac and Ariadne mostholy What: The wifey is back in town and comes to see her philandering husband. Where: The bar Dionysus works at, NY When: Sunday evening Warnings: TBD
As quick as he was to find interest from one person to the next, there was that insatiable beating to his heart to know that his darling wife had managed to make her way into the world again. With the new girl who so often reminded him of Ariadne, it was almost humorous that she had shown up. The girl was a little put off that for once in the two to three weeks since she'd started working here, the vivacious brunette was not paying her any mind. She even purposefully started to mess up orders so he would come over to help, because as with anyone that came into Dionysus' circle, they could not help but be sucked into his power.
His attention away from the door, though his eyes kept shooting over towards it knowing that at any moment that gem would come through, he shuffled towards the blonde whom started to turn his customers sour with her failed attempts. "What's the matter, sugar you seem off tonight?" he asked, batting those piercing blue eyes and charming the upset customers as he filled in with her orders.
Apollo had been right to bring up Dionysus' reasoning for needing to have his own place. Working for someone else was becoming a taxing frustration with nights like this. Dionysus was better his own man giving himself less responsibility than this. As soon as paperwork started to file through and he could charm the right people to doll up the new place would be running soon enough.