Open: And they're gonna bend their branches down to lay their fruit upon the ground

[vineleaves]

Dionysus is in a kitchen, apron tied over a purple dress with vine details, singing to himself as he uses a melon baller to scoop out a watermelon. The large bowl next to him is already full of honeydew melon and cantaloupe, and he's got a few other ingredients nearby ready to add in once he's done with the watermelon. Mint leaves, some honey, some lemon juice, and some lime juice.

It has been quite an eventful time lately, but overall his life is pretty great right now.

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[temnota]

In need of something to eat, Aleksander made his way to the closest kitchen and found Dionysus there. He smiled warmly as he stepped inside, glad for the chance to be distracted from his thoughts. "Hello, Dionysus! It is good to see you."

[vineleaves]

"Oh, I'd give it all for you, I'd give it 'cause the mountains I climb get higher and higher," he's singing as Aleksander walks in. "I'm running through time, and walking through fire, and -- Oh! Hi sweetie! How're you?"

[temnota]

"I am all right," Aleksander answered easily. It wasn't entirely a lie, today was shaping up to be one of the better days. "And yourself?"

[sporesprouter]

Tress briefly stops short as she walks into the kitchen and sees it's already occupied, but upon catching a glimpse of what Dionysus is making, she smiles. "That looks good!"

[vineleaves]

He stops singing when he notices her come in and smiles. "Thank you! Would you like some when I'm done putting it all together?"

[sporesprouter]

"Sure! Do you need any help?"

[summerdude]

"Uncle D! Are these the ones I helped grow?"

[vineleaves]

"A fly's foot-fall would be distinctly heard!" he's singing, but pauses long enough to say, "Yep! Hungry?" before he goes right back in with, "Ta-ran, ta-ra! Ta-ran, ta-ra."

[summerdude]

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," says Magnus. "Okay?"

[untamedantinous]

Enjolras is on the hunt for something to snack on as he writes in the library -- preferably bread or something, perhaps some cheese if he can find it; but he pauses when he sees the kitchen is occupied.

"Ah. Pardon me."

[vineleaves]

He's singing Nowadays when Enjolras walks in, and dancing a little in place as he scoops out pieces of the watermelon. "Oh! Hello dear, how're you?" he says with a cheerful grin. "I feel like it's been ages!"

[untamedantinous]

"I've been about." He's been keeping to himself for the most part, aside from spending time with Laertes, Sagramore, and now Sunny pretty frequently. "I did not mean to interrupt, I was only looking for a snack."

[wickedwit]

“Dionysus.” Claudius greets his god with a kiss on the cheek, before stepping back on kitten heels, taking in his dress and apron. “A vision as always. If I were making fanciful comparisons, I’d call thee the god of good taste, but that wouldn’t be going far enough. How dost thou?”

[vineleaves]

"Good morning Baltimore! Every day's like an open door, every night is a fantasy, every sound's like a symphony--" he sings, but when Claudius comes in he grins and kisses his cheek in return. "Well you know, god of good taste might be fitting because nothing tastes as good as wine¹," he says, laughing. "I've been well! How's married life treating you, darling?"


1. Fortunately this still works in Danish, I checked.

[wickedwit]

"Oh, extraordinary. It's been day after day of domestic bliss ... and night after night. Thank you for your wedding present, by the way," he adds, with only a coy smirk to suggest which present he means.

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot has been out this afternoon enjoying a slight alteration to his usual routine. With the weather so nice and warm, he left his daily ride for after lunch with Susan; so, now that Rivelin has been brushed out and put up, he's on his way back to their room to shower and change. He stops into this kitchen on his way, to grab something to drink. He's pleasantly surprised to find Dionysus at work, and singing besides.

Rather than interrupt, Lancelot simply gives him a smile and a wave as he makes his way to the icebox.

[vineleaves]

"Flash of ankle, flip of a skirt. Feel them excite, enflame and inspire. Hi dear, want a snackie? I'm just finishing up," he says, then resumes singing, "Come see me dance, hey, what can it hurt? It's just a dance to the rhythm of the tambourine."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"What art thou making?"

[lightbearinglord]

Lan Wangji does not intend to interrupt Dionysus, but he is in search of fresh garlic, and his kitchen is stubbornly refusing to provide it¹. He steps inside, sees that this particular kitchen is occupied, pauses, and instinctively sweeps into a respectful bow. He has never quite known what to make of Dionysus; their last two encounters were on the day of Aornis' death and then the day of the wedding, days so monumental that they are indelible in his memory, but days that did nothing to guide his impression of the god.

¹Almost as if someone intended to engineer a reason for this encounter... but no.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus doesn't stop singing at first as he gives a friendly little nod of a bow in return, but then he does finally say, "Hello dear, how're you this lovely afternoon?"

[lightbearinglord]

"Well enough," Lan Wangji says, a perfectly noncommittal answer that happens to also be true. "And you?"

[greentara]

Constance sees him while walking past the kitchen and pauses; they are due another conversation. Whenever he finishes his next task and looks up, she will give him a polite nod in greeting.

[vineleaves]

He is partway through singing Popular by the time he looks up and notices her. "Oh! Hello dear, sorry, I was off in my own little world, how are you?"

[futaille]

"Ah, the melons have found a way to live together in harmony!" Grantaire chirps as he walks in to the kitchen.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus is just finishing up when he walks in. "This is wanting something," he sings as he skewers a piece of watermelon on a fork and holds it up to feed to Grantaire. "This praying for it, this is holding breath and keeping fingers crossed. This is counting blessings, this is wondering when I'll see that boy again... Here, eat this."