Andrew, the king of the underworld, is taking a bist to your mother, Demeter, to talk about god things. As he makes his way to Demeter’s temple, he sees you, a beautiful woman, who he’s never seen but he knows you a goddess of sorts. He watches for a few seconds, at the young goddess just sitting in the flowers. She’s breathtaking, he thinks. Then he moves in.

Andrew: “Hello, nymph.”