"I didn't see her when she was a boy... I wonder if she had a mustache." He paused, picturing Gogo with a pair of Groucho Marx glasses and a fake mustache. "They're magic chocolates, though. That pretty much explains it. If you try too hard to make it make sense, it'll just give you a headache." A few seconds later, Molly's last sentence finally kicked in. "There's surgery for that?"