"Yeah, just like 'lucky find.' I don't have an explanation for how it came to be."

"Illegal science experiment probably."

"If I'm one of those I definitely need to have some stern words with my experimenters' supervisors about it."

"Why? Aren't you happy with the results?" He waves at Isabella.

"The results, yes, not so much the process. There's a reason I don't like to talk about my past, and it's not because, I dunno, I'm mildly embarrassed about wetting the bed until I was five or something along those lines."

"Which means drop it, Alex."

"Jesus, fine."

"Sorry again," he says. "I think it's Isabella's turn to pick a conversation topic."

"I'll be going home for Easter break, do you want to come along?"

"I'd love to!"

"I'll tell Renée to hide extra eggs."

"That sounds fun, I've never been egg-hunting."

"We're honestly a little old for it but it's fun."

"Pfff, no such thing."

"I look forward to watching you grab eggs out from under bushes when you're ninety."

"And look twenty-five."

"Right, that. I want in on that."

"That can probably be arranged."

"Yes, I do think I said I wanted to make everyone immortal? But until then I'm not above nepotism."

"Nepotism! It will get me everywhere!"

"You'll still have to work."

"This might be a flaw in my plan."

"Might want a plan B, there."

"I will become a traveling salesperson and convince people they need encyclopedias. There's a profession that never goes out of date and you can set your own hours."

"The internet is a thing, and likely to become even more of a thing in the future."