A balloon smashed on her butt. "You put me in a straitjacket," she said, standing up and getting a balloon in the face, "and I'm going to play slice-and-dice and make bangers and mash. What're bangers?"
The vampire was turning to dust, the skeleton disintegrating as she watched. Fray arched an eyebrow. The park was quiet, at least for the time being. "This is toy. I miss the zombies."