"I know why I'm doing this…but why are you doing this?"
"I'm a god, I don't have to explain myself"
"Look Joxer, this isn't actually the right time or place to be discussing this"
"Umm…Ares? I disagree. I'm here, with the God of War and *naked*, and all I want from you is to know why are you doing this. Am I just a handy body and you happened to be horny, or is it more than that? Is wanting to know really too much to ask?
"No Joxer, I guess it isn't too much to ask."
"Umm…Ares? So what's the answer?"
"I *don't* know, okay! I can have anyone I want… Kings, Queens. Men or women, married or not. By Hades, I could probably even have my dim-witted, goody-two shoes half-brother…if I was desperate. But for some completely illogical reason I want you. So I'm going to have you, but if it was only your body I wanted Joxer, we wouldn't be having this little talk, I would have just bent you over my alter and had you.
"You can continue now."