<em>“Young man, you are dressed improperly for a festivity,” said a bell voice, accompanied by two azure eyes sparkling from divinity. The lady was strikingly beautiful, fair-spoken and with hair shining in gold. <br/><br/>"I am Venus, a Goddess of Beauty and Love.<br/>I see that you are selling dreams. I have had a lot of trouble with a God of Sleep named Hypnos. So how powerful is your magic? What a time has set in – the Bright Olympian Gods have to ask help from the mortals! But I can’t bear the guy. Every time I meet him he talks about how my nipples… well, he is a nuisance. I would love to put him to sleep for several ages to come, but he is still probably going to dream about me and pester me. I keep receiving flowers, parrots, bonbons, his portrait – beautiful stuff except the latter. I keep falling asleep in all kinds of situations. And sometimes he enters my dreams and I have no peaceful moment. He couldn’t learn, the insolent auld lout. Needless to say, I’d be very happy if he could…well you heard, what can you suggest?<br/><br/>And the Great Goddess smiled benevolently and showed a perfect row of pearl white teeth. </em><br/>