<div align="center"><em>Clint torments Mr. D</em></div><br/>As a few eyes turned to look at the sons of the "main three" a roll of Clint's yes later he was standing to take a bow after his hand played a cruel illusion on one of the goblets he took from nearby with such stealth he doubted anyone had seen it.<br/><strong>"Thank you Mr. D, for you I offer this wine goblet, filled with the finest wines this world has seen in...about 100 hundred years..." </strong><br/>The shrouded goblet, looked as if it was made of gold, the side of perfect crystal which was filled with the richest looking wine the world had never known. Bringing the glass to his lips, he took a drink of wine in front of the punished god before tossing it as an offering to his father. Clint did not offer food to his father, he offered a wicked and cruel prank to which he knew if his father was watching he would have a chuckle at the expense of another. The flames widened then returned to normal, giving the heir of Hades the chance to sit only to be caught getting a stare down by Zach's brother. Desmond's stare downs were never hostile, the son of Zues was never very subtle when it came to what he wanted. A chuckle was pulled from Clint's throat.<br/><strong>"We all know how you love being at the bottom Desmond, that isn't news to anyone here." </strong><br/><br/><div align="center"><em>Vincent and Abigale</em></div><br/><strong>"Nah you don't have to do that, but I will take you up on the offer for some clothes. I really need that shower, I'll skip the sing-a-long but I'll come back for the smores. I'll sleep wherever my head lays, that is the least of my worries today." </strong><br/>He smiled at her, not used to someone being so aggressive when it came to him being comfortable and "in place". Nodding his head he looked over at all of the people eating.<br/><strong>"Besides, you said these people are my family right? No need to go on and hide from them, at least not when I am more presentable." </strong><br/>Vincent would wait until she was ready to get going, the thoughts of a shower and a change of clothes very tempting. Spotting people in armor he pointed at them.<br/><strong>"You think I'd look good in something like that? Does it come in my size?" </strong>