Jack finished most of his suit (he kept the helmet off; some things were worth the risk).  The thing was big and ungainly and looked like a particularly stiff twig would rip it open, but it certainly beat the alternatives.  He smiled wryly at the deity sitting in front of him.  "So the gods really do resemble mortals.  Well crud.  And now one of them is here to teach Remedial Divinity 101.  We'd best get started, then.  Erm..."  He suddenly realized something.  "What should I call you?"