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“They said Portland wouldn’t be safe until it ate me,” says Andromeda, tears dry by now.

“Those barbarians,” says Perseus. “Those blind fools! Listen, I could get in a lot of trouble for this, but–”

Andromeda’s eyes open wide. Perseus reaches down and sets a yellow hard hat on her head. There’s a can in a coozie attached to either side of it. Straws lead from the cans down to her mouth.

“I put beer in the left one,” says Perseus. “The right one’s Mountain Dew, you know, in case you’re not into that.”

“Oh,” says Andromeda.

“Okay!” says Perseus. “Bye!”