Dionysus brightens, taking Lancelot's words as a compliment. "Thank you, honey, that's sweet of you to say."

Is this the body he would choose, given the option to look like anything? No, probably not. He would probably look like Bernadette Peters, or Ramin Karimloo, or Yamato Yuuga, or someone like that, honestly. For the most part though he doesn't necessarily mind what he looks like, but he does wish this body had fewer aches and pains. He's a god with lower back problems and bad knees, for crying out loud. Being a little taller to reach things might also be nice.