The wine god made a mental note of this ability. Quite the useful trick. The conversation had gone basically nowhere, but it had been extremely interesting. Whether or not this flattering, beautiful person was dangerous remained to be seen.

Okay, "Barry." You have his complete attention.

Mr. D finished off his Diet Coke, magically disposed of the can, and went back to his wandering. At this this place wouldn't be a complete waste of his time after all.