"I'm lethal to the right victim." Poseidon barred his teeth with a forced grin. Zeus was testing his patience. "Yes yes we all know you'be got to look important. Fan the flames even when there's nothing there." Poseidon took the tumbler, not even with a thank you, taking a seat in any free chair he could find. His loathe for Zeus only got better with time.
"So aside from the verbal lashing," he rolled his eyes, "anything interesting happening with you or is the gossip mill shut down for business?"