Hibernation Point ≡ Go for Gold

Medusa turned on her heel. And there stood another tall glass of chocolate milk, and if that wasn’t just the very thing she was craving! Now not too unfamiliar with what it was that the Gods wanted from her, Medusa marched toward him with all the confidence of a woman that knew exactly what she wanted—and where she could get it from. Who, in this instance. 

She saw his stare. Held it with a hungry sort of intensity. Medusa circles him but once so that he might look at her, see what the Gods provided, and asks, will you help me?