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.

Comments

[futaille]

Dionysus bursting into song has become an entirely expected occurrence in Grantaire's life of late, so he just laughs to himself a little, squeezing his hand and starting to hum along as soon as he picks up the melody.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus is finishing up the song just as they get to the room. "I'd go ding dong ding dong ding," he sings as they're walking through the door. "So do we want to get our own drinks first and then draw for the mansion spirits, or should they get the first go and then we make our drinks after?"

[futaille]

"They should go first, under these specific circumstances."

[vineleaves]

"Would you like to draw for them, or shall I?"

[futaille]

"Be my guest. I look forward to seeing what you pull for them."

[vineleaves]

“Hopefully something they’ll approve of,” he laughs and starts pulling the first ingredient. “Aaaaalrighty… Syrah. Oh good, we’re off to a great start.” He quickly makes up a glass before pulling the second ingredient. His face falls. “Coffee.” Gross. Maybe the third will somehow redeem it? But that slip of paper just says, “…Nothing. Well, hopefully they appreciate coffee wine.”

[futaille]

He can't help but laugh. "That's certainly a combination. Do you think they might want a drink from each of us?"

[vineleaves]

"Probably," he says, looking around to see if any coffee will materialize itself. "Also, I think we should try the drinks we are making for them as well. As, you know, a bonding activity."

[futaille]

"Obviously." He grins, fairly confident Dionysus will manage to find some coffee somewhere, and reaches for the cups himself.

"Another wine, appropriately! Riesling... Dr Pepper?... and muddled raspberries."

[vineleaves]

"Oh, Dr Pepper is a soda," he explains as he simultaneously makes a bottle of Riesling appear on the counter and pulls a whole ass jug of ΣΤΑΡΜΠΑΚΣ brand cold brew out from behind a bottle of whiskey.

[futaille]

"I hope it's a good soda." He starts looking for some.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus takes a sip of the Syrah before he starts divvying it up between three glasses, then pours a bit of the coffee into each. "It's alright, as far as sodas go, I suppose."

[futaille]

Grantaire finds a can of Dr Pepper and sets it on the counter before looking for some raspberries. "Of course, I know it's not your beverage of choice."

[vineleaves]

"As we all know, my beverage of choice is milk," he says with as much seriousness as he can muster.

[futaille]

He laughs, finding some raspberries and doling them out into three glasses to start off with. "Grape milk, right?" He adds some sugar and gets to smushing the berries.

[vineleaves]

"Yes. From grape cows."

[futaille]

"With their pendulous grape udders."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus bursts into laughter at that. "Very evocative phrasing, love."

[futaille]

He laughs again and has a swig of the Riesling before pouring it and the Dr Pepper into the glasses along with the raspberries. "Glad you enjoyed it."

[vineleaves]

"Much more than I'm probably going to enjoy this," he gestures to the wine coffee, but he does still seem rather lighthearted about it all.

[futaille]

"Well, at least we'll experience it together."

[vineleaves]

"Wouldn't have it any other way," he says with a grin as he hands one of the glasses to Grantaire.

[futaille]

He takes his glass and lifts it. "Cheers."

[vineleaves]

He taps his glass to Grantaire's, then to the one for the mansion spirits for good measure, and takes a big sip. It's entirely possible that if he liked coffee he might enjoy this. Not very likely, but there is at least a small possibility there. As it stands, he does not like coffee, and this just feels like a way to ruin his perfectly good wine. "That's terrible," he says with a grin. Not even gross drinks can ruin the mood he's in right now.

[futaille]

Grantaire takes a long drink of his own. "Huh. It could be worse, but it certainly does no favors to the wine or the coffee."