There was no hiding the smile on Clotho’s face as she made her way to her friend. But this was not any ordinary smile of Clotho. It was a smile of hers that meant she was up to no good. Granted, that was most of the time. But this special plan she had was one she was very excited for and one she wanted her partner in crime to be apart of.
Spotting Dionysus across the way talking to someone. Whoever they were it was not as important as her exciting plan. Hurrying over to him, she looped her arm around his. “Excuse me I need to borrow him for a moment.” she told the person, and pulled Dion away. There was a giddiness to her now, a slight pep in her step. “Dion, dear friend. You can tell me where the wine is kept for all the big parties up on Mount Olympus, right?” she asked.