The legendary King of Olympus held in his hand a scroll bearing the invitation to war.
That lesser gods would be called seemed appropriate, but surely a God among Gods shouldn't be subjected to such meaningless exertion? Still, as his cup bearer poured him more wine, Zeus had another thought: a gathering of Gods meant a gathering of all the Goddesses of beauty, in all their radiance.
Such beauty urgently needed his divine appreciation, and Zeus hastened with his lightning bolts to the gathering at legenda.