Diedre smiled easily, it would be nice to have someone to talk to for at least awhile before he disapeered. Cidwm was hardly around, always busy sniffing around Draksheath and she had not yet gotten to know the new resident at the house. Funny as it sounded, Death was an old friend, or at least someone who could understand the boredom of crossing in between worlds. With her eyes on his mysterious figure, Diedre stated,

“There is a carnival in town.” She saw a hint of amusement in Joe Black’s eyes from her suggestion and he stood quietly, unassumingly, and offered Diedre his arm, which she accepted delicately thinking of all the adventures this odd couple could have.