"Better than Wisconsin," She quipped. Her vendetta against the state really was unexplainable.
A question answered with a question. It was fine with Her. She pushed a bit of hair from Her face and shook Her head with a small smile. "I don't think you should be, no. But then that's just me and I've been told I'm 'Out of touch'." She laughed as if that wasn't at all possible. A deity who'd been alive since the beginning; She couldn't be expected to keep up on all the latest mortal grievances, trends, and psychoses.
"I heard you had a visit from one of my messengers," She said.