Trying something out for you. It's another thing that the God of wine would never indulge; adjusting to one's appetizer.

Usually, Dionysus makes everything organized, from the club he steadies, the countless refills of wine, interactions with the other Gods, rather meetings. Oh, they were boring for crying out loud. So, doing something for you, one of the many Olympian Goddesses, it'd be safe to say that it will... Taint the immortal being's pride.

Nevertheless! He grimaces down on the round long table, stirring a teaspoon in hand, mixing the green tea liquid that was poured in the teacup. His bottom lip almost sticking out, as if mixing the herbal in concentration would ease his underlying discomfort. The God was meant to drink wine, alcohol, anything that could make the man go insane. So drinking tea was far beyond his liking.

His gaze eventually lifts to eye you, raising an unamused brow, "Do I have to?" He gestures to the drink, his fingers drumming on the material.