The university I went to is known as the party school of the UC system. One evening
As the group came nearer
"Hestia," I replied. (I know, not terribly obscure. It was the best I could come up with on short notice.)
The group of drunks closed on us, and
"Blessings of the goddess Hestia," he boomed in his deep bass voice.
The drunk guy, perplexed, took it, and wandered blearily off. A moment passed while we continued our separate ways. Then, from a little distance we hear this guy shout "Hey, I have a tail!" We snuck a peek back and saw this guy waving the thing around in various odd (and potentially uncomfortable) ways.
Drunk people are so much fun to play with.
(Ironically, I doubt that guy would have appreciated the blessings of the goddess Hestia, as she is in charge of, among other things, chastity. Particularly the chastity of virgin girls.)