Journey with Dionysus
How had he come upon this journey back into the land of the Gods, Maxie Zeus wondered. Was it when he had partaken of the sweet dark nectar given to him by the dark-coated nymph? Or was it merely the festive aura that permeated the entire celebration of the lost child, returned that made raised such an event as one equal to the celebrations of Olympus?
Maxie Zeus' date looked at the real estate mogul and his now-dopey expression.
"Are you okay, Maxie?" she asked before taking a sip of her rum and coke. She grimaced- take that back. Just coke- the server must have switched her Rum and Coke with Maxie's Coca Cola. He just looked at her with what she now realized was a drunken smile. Lightweight, she mused. But, a rich one. Perhaps she would have felt differently about him had she known about the small pill bottle in his coat jacket containing his medications with the warning to "Not Take with Alcohol".
He saw the beckoning look at sweet Hera, his paramour and wife as she drank her own dark-colored ambrosia. Wait, was that a grimace on Hera's face? Did she know of the other women that he, Zeus, had bedded? Certainly not- for he had learned his lesson well and practiced discretion. Quickly, he needed to distract the Goddess of the Hearth.
"Tis a glorious night, is it not my Queen? This celebration of the return of the prodigal scion?" asked Maxie in a deep, Shakespearean English accent. Which he did not have five minutes ago.
What an odd drunk.
"Yeah, it is, Maxie. Maybe you should hand me that coke? I think the server got our drinks switched," said his date as she reached for his coke.
Hera was reaching for his Ambrosia! What gal! It was his, not hers! Okay...she definitely knew about his muses on the side. But, rather than bring down the gaiety of this affair with one of his booming thunderbolts, Zeus backed away from Hera with grace so that she would not be able to take his nectar.
His date watched as Zeus drunkenly stumbled backwards from her reach...towards the large decorative fountain.
"Wait, watch out-!" she yelled. Right before Maxie Zeus pitched backwards into the fountain with a loud splash. For a moment, the people around him looked at the sight of the real estate mogul in the fountain before they went back to their conversations, this time tut -tutting those who would do such vulgar displays in the party.
For his part, Maxie looked up at the mortified expression of his date. What? Where was he- what happened?
He felt shame and fear well up- was this another of his episodes? He'd need to talk with his psychiatrist.