"It absolutely is not," says her delighted cavalier, who opts to bypass this game of keep-away and simply scoops Harrow into her arms like she's carrying a new bride over a threshold.

Harrow weighs almost nothing, so it isn't hard, but the material of this new nightie is soft and thin and Gideon's nerves are all misfiring at once. Plus, Harrow's newly shaven head is really bringing out the finer points of her delicate bone structure, and frankly? Gideon is here for it.

"You can't call it failed yet. Where are the trials? Where are the...peer reviews?"