Ivy smiled. "The less competition the better. I would rather not have a pantheon of Gods mucking about... Not that they would be able to stop me. Us." She turned to face Dion with her smile- the news of sunlight existing beyond the walls of Los Angeles warmed her leafy heart. She opened her mouth to same something further when the carnivorous plant behind her caught her attention. In the lift of a brow, the plant stopped and cowered low to the ground, eager to behave.
"It seems I finally have a viable plant." she said, switching her glance back to the Greek God. "Yes. When my services here are no longer needed I will retire to my garden... if they let me. Last time wasn't so fortunate but I have a feeling, Dionysus," She ran a hand down his shirt. "They won't want to mess with little ol' me."