"Uh, thou art God." Jubal decided that he might as well relax to the ritual - hell, if he said it often enough, he might lose the rest of his buttons and believe it... and it did have a friendly ring to it with the arms of the Skipper's wife firmly around him.  He decided that she could even teach [?] something about kissing.  She - how was it Anne had once described it? - she gave it her whole attention; she wasn't going anywhere.