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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[futaille]

"Because we're brilliant, clearly." He grins. "Also, I think we should check to make sure the bedroom still works."

[wickedwit]

Claudius glows with the praise. "Wouldst thou believe I've never been to a university? My brother believed I had a low cunning, and too much learning would only whet it to a blade I could bury in his back. Well, he was right, but I educated myself on that point. So much studying in secrecy. But here I've a fellow-student in Laertes, and many others have joined me. Mercutio, Magnus, Tress at times, and perhaps Gideon --" He counts them off on his fingers -- he has collected quite a bevy of young people around him. "Dost think others would be interested?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

With great interest, he asks, "Oh? Dost thou have a routine, as well?"

[vineleaves]

Dionysus laughs. "You're right, it might have stopped working in the move, wouldn't that be tragic."

[futaille]

"Can't have that. Best to be sure."

[vineleaves]

"I think so! Look how many people came to my wine class, after all. Even people who don't drink were there! I think, given nobody here has to devote any time or energy into a career, it frees us all up for hobbies, and learning, and as a result everyone's interested in learning all sorts of things they might not have been interested in at home, when there was more of a limit on what time they had to devote to themselves."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus laughs. "Not in the slightest."

[vineleaves]

"Yes, we must be thorough in our investigation." He pulls Grantaire into another kiss.

[futaille]

He kisses back, holding Dionysus close.

[wickedwit]

"There was a time when I couldn't bear to be idle," Claudius says with amusement. "Often when I appeared to be idle, drinking and laughing in company, I'd be busily making contacts and connection, furthering all sorts of machinations. Now I'm happy to be a housewife, and save the machinations for when they're of the utmost necessity. I have to keep myself sharp, however. Say, do you happen to know Tress's real name?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

"No?" He laughs as well, shaking his head. "Well. I suppose not everyone does."

[vineleaves]

He starts leading Grantaire over to the bed, not breaking the kiss.

[vineleaves]

"...Tress isn't her real name?"

[futaille]

Grantaire is quite happy to be led, under the circumstances. He smiles around the kiss.

[vineleaves]

"I spend a little time in my garden every day, to make sure it's doing alright, and I tend to bring Mercutio food a few times a day so that he doesn't end up living off of just doritos and soda, but other than that I don't know how any day is going to end up."

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot shakes his head a little, "I understand. I cannot do that, myself, is all."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus does spare a quick glance up to the ceiling to make sure the most important feature of the room survived the move -- everything seems to be exactly where it was when he left the room this morning, but it doesn't hurt to check. He gently pulls Grantaire down to the bed and starts untying his cravat.

[futaille]

He catches that glance and his smile softens. "If they were gone, I'd put them back for you."

[vineleaves]

"If I have too many plans I get very ... exhausted by it, I suppose. I'm much more suited to just... going with the flow, as they say. Granted, I've normally not had many responsibilities I've had to deal with, which helps in that regard."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Things go very poorly indeed, if I do not keep my regular schedule. That was a hard thing to learn, here."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus blushes a little at having been so obvious about it, but Grantaire is so sweet it almost makes him want to cry. "I love you, so so much, Étienne."

[futaille]

"I love you too, you know."

[vineleaves]

"Yeah, it's not uncommon for people's mental health to be effected, if they're used to a schedule and suddenly find themselves without. Sorry that you had to deal with that, dear."

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot's brows draw together as he works through some of that. After a long moment he says, "Forgive me if this is a terribly obvious question, but-- what dost thou mean by 'mental health'? I think I understand, but I want to be certain."

[wickedwit]

“It’s a nickname. She challenged me to discover her real one — there’s another thing I used to do while looking idle. Gathering information.” Musing aloud, he says, “I’d draw a web of her closest connections and judge who among them is most likely to know, but Tress is well-liked by everyone. Perhaps the first challenge is to find her best friend.”