“I’m telling you, he spoke!” She shrieked.

“It’s not possible,” he shrugged.

“And the apple he told me to eat -.”

“Oh honey, you didn’t.”

“What? Why not?”

“Never eat fruit offered to you by a garden snake.” Adam scoffed. “It’s a pretty big rule. Maybe not golden – but close.”

“But it was much more pleasing to the eye than any other -.”

“Wait. Are you sure the snake spoke before you ate the fruit?”

“Of course I am!” She swiped a hand at him, knowing it didn’t hurt. “The snake – and his name is Elias, by the way -”

“Of course it is.”

“Elias said that I should eat of that tree so I would have great knowledge.”

“Of what? How snakes talk?”

“I get knowledge and you get disbelief?”

“About talking snakes? No, I’ve always had disbelief about that. You should get some.”

“But he was right, Adam. It”s like the world has opened up."

“You should fear that it might. Stay away from snakes. Elias especially.”

“Yet you said that it was the best salad we’d had yet,” Eve said.

“I was just — wait. What?”