"Yeah well, it's a really crappy one," Sam told her. "And if you think I'm
going to let you get away with that your out of your damned mind."
"I think I am that already." Reese commented as she rinsed off and then
started to towel dry her face, looking back at her and commenting flippantly
"I actually imagined my best friend going out with my father and the walking
undead running around in my deceased Aunt's house while two friends that had
come down to help during the funeral ended up being contacted by someone,
pulled into some seriously bad shit and one getting possessed or something
and no telling what happened to the second... Did you hear that?"
She frowned and listened for a moment "Yup, that was my mind checking out
for this twighlight zone adventure and it didn't bother leaving a forwarding
address."
