"Hey, he did eat all of the Pop-Tarts. And he was ripped. Like, super hot ripped." Darcy answered back at Gwen's face, guessing her response was in regards to one of those two aspects. She doubted it was over the fact that he was kind of mentally off; anyone who had been worshiped as a god likely had some sort of god complex or ego issues, in all likelihood.
"Unsettling - a regular Tuesday around here." Darcy paused and nodded. "And yeah, Gwen's right. You should try... though you should probably leave the 'alien god of thunder' part out of the description. Or maybe it'd be a good selling point..."