skinny like my paycheck, even.
She laughed. "Yeah, but you're dead. What do you care what people think of you? Oh, man, you should live in that statue of you down in Atlantis and jump out at people when they walk by. That would be hilarious." She grinned, finishing the last half of her milk in one gulp. "Or maybe you could --" she had to stop to laugh, shaking her head "-- you should totally hang around in weird places making a fish smell, and everyone would wonder why an art gallery or the toys section of Target smells like dead fish."