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"Ancestor," Ali corrected, "not dad. My dad's-" He stopped himself just in time - he'd been about to say his dad was a businessman. He was supposed to have a poor background. "Well, actually, it's on his side, but still way back," he finished hurriedly before moving on to distract from the near-slip. "Though if it is Zeus, that would explain why he's always praising him to high heavens. Either that, or he's just Olympus' greatest suck-up." The only thing bigger than Dactylos, in Dactylos' less-than-humble opinion, was the gods, and Zeus at the very top of that pile. Granted that in most legends he'd heard Zeus was at the top of the divine pile, but still.

After the brief discussion of familiars it seemed the last part finally found its way past Ever's ears. To Ali's intense amusement, she was blushing at the idea. This could not go un-ribbed. "Are you blushing?" He teased, then struck a model's pose. "Well, I guess I can't blame you. Any girl would want some of this, and you already know what you're missing. But don't feel bad, you know what they say: Better to have loved Ali and lost him, then to have never loved him at all." Egotistical? Him? He didn't even know the meaning of the word!