He knew he wasn't suppose to drink wine; he knew the consequences. But he couldn't help himself, he was the god of wine for Zeus' sake. Why couldn't he bask in the glory of what he was crowned god for?
Dionysus was "incognito" at the moment, at a bar, and his name at the moment was Aidan. All he really wanted was a drink, but Dionysus also had plans for more children. Going out with the other gods , Apollo, Hephaestus, and Hermes, was fun and all, but not his ideal plans tonight. The god planned to sneak in wine tonight.
"Hey, can I get you something?" the bartender asked Dionysus who was sitting with a frown.
Debating wine versus beer was hard for him; beer was always better here, wine never tasted the same from that last sip at Olympus. "Finest wine you have." Let's see what's the best the have, he thought.
"Dude, its pretty strong, think you can take it?" the male bartender questioned the god. He was cleaning off a glass with a pristine white towel as Dionysus scoffed.
Dionysus smiled, it as a smirk really, "Definitely."
"Alrighty then, good luck to you," he said, setting the half-glass of wine in front of Dionysus and gave him a smile that read: you're an idiot, sucker.
"Aidan" downed the glass in a few seconds, not losing any balanced and looked back the bartender-Ricky. "No problem here, uh, Ricky," the incognito gave Ricky the you-shouldn't-have-underestimated-me-in-an-alcohol ic-manor look. It was pretty creepy. Even with the drowning music, the continuous roll of colored-flashing lights, and the heat from the all the people crammed in this bar, the bartender didn't start sweating until then.
"What'd you want now, uh," Rick stopped. He didn't know the mysterious man's name.
Aidan, the mysterious man, smiled and said, "Aidan." The bartender nodded. "Fancy beer?" He laughed at himself.
"Comin' up," Ricky's smile widen as he left for a moment, helping another customer, and pushing a glass bottle Aidan's way. "What's with the prices on your drinks, man?" Ricky leaned on the counter, closer to the god.
Dionysus laughed, "Nothing."
"Perhaps a raise?" Ricky guessed as Aidan shook his head. "An advance?" His question was once again replied with a smile shake of the head.
The pair smiled. Rick left to take the order of another person a few people away from the god. She was a brunette, a smart one by the looks of her, and had an interesting drink-a mixture of club soda and scotch. He watched as Rick serviced the unknown girl, and thought, Her.
Rick came back and Dionysus inched closer to the unknown girl as the people in between them left. He was quickly draining a glass of scotch and began on another drink when he was next to the girl. Leaning in a little, the alcohol smell no longer on his breath, he said, "Hey."
Turning, the girl looked at him. She adjusted her posture and tilted her head a little ways to the left. A small smile escaped her face as she said, "Hi."
A conversation flowed between the two of them. It was as if they'd known each other for years. Her name was Colette and was majoring in sociology. Colette was working on her final thesis paper, gathering research from the bar scene. That night, Dionysus took her home. They left the bar at two a.m., reaching Colette's house at around two-thirty a.m. Spending a few hours together, the god left around five or six a.m. while she was fast asleep. He left one thing, a note telling her about himself.
He thought to himself, Tomorrow night. I'll get myself some tomorrow night.
Dionysus headed back to camp.