Dionysios glared at her as kicked the wine cup from his hand.  He snarled a bit looking up at her. "No one wastes my wine!" he bellowed quiet angry now.  He undid his axe and set it down.  He reached for the wine glass and tossed it at her intending to distract her long enough.  using his satyr legs (<em>leaping</em>) he jumped up onto the bar next to her and quickly shoulder himself into her as to knock her back and/or off.