The shards of glass that flew in the air caught the light from the candles in the room and sprayed splashes of blue across the walls. Parvati could hardly contain herself. She thought she had picked correctly in her choice of activity, and as she saw the satisfied look on George's face, she dared to believe it true. Content, she picked up a wine glass, and twirled it through her fingers. "I'd offer you a glass of wine, but, I think this would feel much better," she said with an impish grin, and threw the glass with all her might against the opposite wall. It shattered with a satisfying tinkle, and Parvati laughed heartily and clapped her hand.
"My God, that feels amazing. It's almost as good as..." and she ran to Fred's urn, put her hands on both sides of the top and said quietly, "sex with you."