Dionysus may have been asked to bring a few cases of his finest wine, but he wasn't about to skip out on a VIP party. It wasn't his style to hang in the background. Dressed in his best lip gloss and eyeshadow, he pranced around the large building soaking in the energy.
He took notice of Charybdis, who seemed a little awkward in this setting. Wine glass in hand he sauntered over giving her a flashy smile. "I know you," he replied handing her the glass. The last time he'd met up with Achilles and his troupe was during the cast party when filming had come to a close.
"Stunning performance," he said in compliment, waving his hand around. "Why aren't you off mingling with the rest?"
Leaning against the counter, he kept his blue eyes open. As was characteristic of him he'd flitted around the crowds and managed to lose his wife.