It was getting colder. Not that things like that bothered Death, but she did her best to conform to expectations of humans. With her normal black pants and tank top, she now wore a black jacket. Little things to blend in better, now that she needed to. She walked into the pie maker's shop and sat down at the counter, giving Ned a small smile. He was one of her favourites here, without question.
"Hello, Ned," she said sweetly. "Blackberry pie, a la mode, please."