"This is it. Just the right flavor. Just the right consistency.
Just the right strength." He slowly sipped, threw his head back
and took a larger swallow.
At that moment Demo and his companion entered the garden, and
the dragon groaned.
Zeus took the cup from his lips, stared wide-eyed at the
dragon, then looked at his drink. He closed his eyes, shook his
head, then looked at the dragon once more.
"Boy, do you notice something unusual behind you. I do believe
this nectar has muddled my senses."
"Oh, no sir. Nothing unusual. I've completed my task."
"Nothing unusual." He said the words sadly, emptied his flask
on the ground. "I was afraid you were going to say that." He
shook his head.
He looked once more at the dragon and frowned. "I'll drink no
more of that stuff."
"The teeth, boy, the gunny sack full of teeth. Where are they?"
"Right here, sir." Demo pointed to the dragon.
Zeus blinked, then smiled.
"Aaah! Yes! I understand. Well, now, that's all right. I had
some doubts there for a moment. Thank you, my boy." He refilled
his flagon.
"Yes, I see. Well, take them, then. The teeth, that is. Fight
him. Hit him a nasty blow and take the teeth. Get on with it."
"Oh, no sir. He's more than willing to part with them. They
hurt dreadfully, he tells me. I told him your dentist would
willingly remove them."
"Yes, of course." Somehow Zeus sounded disappointed.
Odd, he sounded disappointed at the completion of each task.
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