Ring-ring! Telephone. Calling the Sherman-Townshend residence! Anyone home?
Henry smiles wide, looking pleased. "You're welcome...glad I helped some."Yes, there's snuggling. Henry may go so far as to dig through the blankets to give Hermes a hug. The poor god could use one. Hey, look at that movie. There seems to be quite a bit of singing in it, in fact. "I think I like this movie," Henry says quietly, still smiling a little.
Hermes is surprisingly huggable and might even squeak a little. Shh."It's really good. Carrie Fisher is completely mental." It's 106 miles to Chicago and Henry is on a couch with a god. Life is good.