Being incorporeal might have bothered her if she hadn't been through this once before. She stuck her ghost hands into her ghost pockets and walked along Dexter carrying her former body.
"I wonder if this means I'm done."
George looked around but there were no bright lights. Nothing to seduce her into going to the other side, or wherever it was people went when they died.
Regardless, George didn't seem too upset that her best friend had just accidentally killed her.
'Seriously, get rid of the body, Dex." It was useless, but that didn't mean she couldn't try. Maybe he had letter magnets on his fridge at home. George wondered what his place looked like, and couldn't help but picture the house from Texas Chain-saw Masacare.