Dionysus doesn't say much as they walk, but he does lean over several times to leave kisses on Grantaire's cheek. He's so incredibly beautiful, after all, Dionysus just simply has no other option. Once they finally get to the dining room he gets Grantaire seated in a chair, busies himself with the last few tasks he has to do to get everything perfect, then vanishes the blindfold and wrist vines.

The small room is illuminated by rows of twinkling string lights and several well-placed candles, giving everything a cozy warmth. The table they're at is fairly small, and on it sits their dinner plates with what Dionysus hopes isn't too mediocre of a baked ziti (he did the best he could under the circumstances). There's also, of course, a couple of glasses of wine, which Dionysus seems to be a little out of breath from the effort of conjuring. Lastly, perhaps expectedly, a basket with several wrapped presents and a green card sits on a table beside theirs.