"No," George said, trying not to laugh, although the urge passed quickly. "Not God. I'm not even sure if I believe in that story." Truth was, it'd been ages since he'd heard it and even then, it was just weird.
He paused, wondering if she'd be insulted or amused by the thought that had reminded him of this moment. Oh, what the hell.
"It's like, I made this potion, that makes you young. I made this you. Nobody gets to see it but the person that made it..." He shrugged a bit guiltily, pausing with hands at her hips. "More like... that Frankenstein doctor guy. But you're a million times better than what he made..."