And kissing in the break room. He could get used to that. But he blushed, of course, just a tad - mostly because of what Cassie had said, however. Paul naturally knew of Poseidon and most of the legends that went along with the sea God, like how he helped or hindered sailors depending on his mood and created many of the sea creatures people knew of today. But that was as far as it went.
"Do I seem like God material to you?" he asked jokingly because the idea was extremely laughable. He was an awkward hermit who hadn't dated anyone in far too long. Gods didn't sit at home and watch The Food Network, nor did they get excited about new episodes of their favorite shows. Weren't Gods busy like, striking people with lightening and shit?
He smiled a little though, at the implication. "I can't even do anything." Pointing at the coffee pot, he tried to part the liquid like the red sea. "...okay, it's not technically water, but I should be able to do something cool. Can you do anything?" Maybe a trip to Google was in order.