By rights, pleasure is Aphrodite's own dominion--but then again, as her son argues, she can hardly hold claim to something she yielded herself, and who is she to complain if he passed it on to his child (his impudent, headstrong, open-hearted and -handed child) in turn?

"Well," Aphrodite grumbles, "I'm sure I've no idea where you get it from."

"Bad blood, I suppose," Hedone replies cheerily, "on my father's side"; and Aphrodite thins her lips to hide a reluctantly smile.