“The baby,” she said. “Is he healthy?” “Yes,” said Dionysus. “And…who does he look like?” “You mean other than an alien?” She rolled her eyes. “I should have known better than to ask.” She turned and headed for the door. “I think he has your nose,” Dionysus called after her. She paused, and when she turned to look at him, he added, “And your eyes.” “You can’t know that,” she said. “He’s just a baby.” “I would know your eyes anywhere,” he said.
