"No no no no!" cried Eugenides. "That's not how it goes, it's seven loaves of bread, not six! Seven is a significant number, change that and you may as well be telling a whole other story!"
"Well forgive me if what I once heard at my mother's knee as she read from her iPhone 6, isn't the gods' own truth! Not all of us are blessed by Hephestia herself Gen," she sighed. "Some of us only have fanon to work from."