"Actually," she replies, very gravely, "this is Ziggy Stardust, who I may have accidentally painted as a hero of our world who vanquished evil space spiders."

There's a grin, and she takes another sip of the potion she's nursing. "He's pretty much the greatest person in the entire universe. I've got a little idea of the significance."

And, she huffs out a laugh. "I'm fine. My dignity is on the line, maybe, but otherwise I'm great." And headachey. And bruised.