You're welcome to as much wine as you can drink, Ares."...[Ares] watched two bare-breasted women stroll by. "Am I welcome to your worshippers as well?""If they'll have you. Force yourself on anyone, though, and the cat gets to gnaw on your anatomy." Dionysos nodded to Agria, who prowled around the crowd. "Those are the rules."Ares smirked. ... "No problem there. I'm very persuasive."Hermes shook his head at Dionysos and mouthed in comical exaggeration, *No, he's not.*

Zaya's nose brushed his cheek. "Tell me what you'd like.""I don't exactly know how people say it, in polite society.""It's sweet that you think I travel in polite society.

You've been seduced with poetry? Wow. I'm envious. No guy's ever tried anything as classy as that on me.""If only you could visit the eighteenth century, Highvalley. You would learn what it is to be courted properly.

The last time a man read me poetry in bed, he wanted me to do a great deal more than go back to sleep.