I can't help it. The word just threw itself at me. Maybe it was because of the apple. You know, apple...Eve...Adam...knowledge...truthevil..sex? Sends my head to spinning all of that old stuff. She does seems pretty happy, this woman. Is she pushing the apple away? Is she reaching for it? Has she had enough truth? Does she want more? Is she gesturing -- Hold on there a moment, cowboy? Is she just laughing at the absurdity of it all? I don't know, this stuff just seems to roll out of my subconscious and onto the page, then off into space. What a ride!