A burglar…?

When I first looked over Eva’s shoulder she’d only drawn the face.? I asked, “Is that me?”
“Yes,” she said.

That was before she drew the belly and the hairy bellybutton, and before some cheeky remarks from Dr Bellanta.

I think Eva must have overheard, and decided she didn’t want to hurt my feelings. Because a couple of minutes later, she said it was “A burglar tiptoe-ing through the house”.

Much better. Doesn’t look anything like me, really.