"I might keep eating them as long as she makes them," Jack warned, but took another one -- chicken this time.

He gave George a slightly wary look. George had done his best to describe the transformation, but there was really nothing like going through it to make you understand. Not that he was quite sure how to express that, either.

"So," he said, considering and tabling a few different approaches. "How have you been? It must be grand, having Annie back again."