"You know," she said quietly, her voice losing its usual manic cadence. "People are afraid of the night. They think it’s when the ghosts come out. But I think it’s nice. The sun is too loud, you know? It demands attention. The night... the night just listens." Amelie From Montmartre -original Soundtrack- Zip - 3.79.94.248
"Thanks for keeping watch with me, traveler. Even if you are boring company," she teased, nudging your shoulder with hers. "But hey, if a ghost does pop up, you have to scream really loudly so I can catch it. Deal?" Terabox Kuyhaa Now
"Can you not compare dessert to death for one second?"
Squelch.
"Death is inevitable, Director," you said, blowing on your tea. "Give it time."
"Business has been slow lately," she lamented, draping herself dramatically over the side of the bench, her head lolling upside down to look at you. "No ghosts to catch, no spirits to guide. Just a bunch of healthy, boring people living their healthy, boring lives. It’s bad for the bottom line!"