"You should treat yourself once in a while," Henry advised, "especially eating for two."
He sat quietly absorbing the tale. It was outlandish and fanciful, more than any fairy story he'd heard, but somehow, he had yet to spring from his seat and denounce the woman as a witch, as might have happened in his former life.
"I do, strangely enough." Henry frowned. "It seems my tolerance for the unusual has grown significantly, my own story--" He had to pause a moment when he realized the young women at the next table would not stop whispering until he signed an autograph.
"Sorry for that. I was saying that it does make my own story sound quite ordinary. And there's something familiar about it, as well."