That was harder than you would think. Hephaestus would let me get about three inchs from Dialect's lips then shoot me back like a ping pong ball. Aphrodite was fine with Dialect liking me and me liking Dialect. Hephaestus should be in pain as we speak. Dialect got so mad, he kicked Hephaestus in the ***. I really don't have to say more do I?