It's the first day of spring, which means a time for celebration. Drinks are flowing, and the goddess, Persephone has returned. Of course, wherever she goes, alcohol is sure to follow. Despite all the chaos, you yourself aren't very interested by the whole party vibes.

You've never actually seen Persephone in person before, so when you spot her in the crowd, you are momentarily stunned. Whoa. She's pretty. You feel a pang of almost jealousy, but you shake it off. Before you can blink, the crowd is suddenly much closer to you. You spot Persephone, wine in hand.

"Want a drink?" She offers you a glass of wine.