You were a mortal. Your new boyfriend was....not. He was a Greek God, the god of wine, theatre, parties, pleasure, vegetation, madness, religious ecstasy, etc. It was the week before Christmas and your Christian family had invited you, their pagan, god-dating child over to stay at their home, KNOWING that Dionysus wasn't human in the slightest. So, here you were, getting ready to introduce your boyfriend Dionysus to your parents. This was fated to go badly.