Five, well that must be the five. Demo thought carefully.
"Well, hang in there. I think we can get you some help. Come along now."
When they arrived at Olympus Zeus was out back.
"Just go through the gate right there," Hera smiled. "I'm sure he'll be glad to see you. Shouldn't your pet be on a leash, though? Keep him out of the flowers. And don't let him chase my cat. She'll claw him good if he does."
She reached down and scratched her pet behind the ears. The saber-toothed tiger purred softly, arched its back. With a supercilious look it examined the dragon as though it were an oversize mouse. Eventually it followed Hera out the door, merely stopping once to glance disdainfully back.
Zeus was busy, feeding fuel to a small still. He opened a valve at the base, filled his flask with the sparkling liquid.
"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."