Cerebus: I'd love to lick apricot brandy out of your navel.
Jaka: Look, Cerebus -- Jaka has to tell you... something
Cerebus: If Cerebus had a navel, would you lick apricot brandy out
of it?
Jaka: Oooh.
Cerebus: You don't like apricot brandy?
-- Cerebus, #6, "The Secret"
