If you aren't the dearest little thing, Hera, I do not know who is. I was in such a bad mood this morning, then comes your bright and shiney face and I couldn't help but smile. I would imagine you have that effect on everybody. If I ever come to Rome the first thing I will do is go to the villa Borghese to see if I might meet you in the flesh. Yes, precious little Hera... Desidero baciarlo sui labbri.