"Hey Ted. I see you found my favorite part of The City. Have you been here before? It's sort of groovy."
Death hadn't used the word groovy in a long time but it just seemed to fit. Playing in the dirt along the flowers brought back nostalgic feelings of the sixties. Seeing as Ted was a safe distance away, she planted her hands on the ground again and attempted another stand. Her arms trembled, for an anthropomorphic creature she lacked a bit of upper body strength.