"Are all of these necessary?"
3 hours before Dionysus's random party, Athena's sighs were the only thing that filled the tavern. The first person that Dionysus met in the New Wall city was none other than President Nisha herself. And in some form or the other, the two gained a connection as Nisha had become a sort of alcoholic ever since the responsibility of being the President was nonchalantly thrown to him by Van.
"It's fine, I already gained permission from the city's leader," Dionysus waved his hands without care as several vines grew inside the tavern, "You are in luck, Mr. Pub Owner," Dionysus then looked at the old fat man with a mustache, who seemed to be nervously looking everywhere.
"I gift upon you unlimited wine for a week, treasure it, and grow this pathetic and dilapidated bar of yours."
