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The tranquility of the funeral home was broken by the guttural sounds of a mechanical beast. Mariana sped up as she tore across the pavement, her hair flowing in the breeze. She hit a hard turn and slammed on the brakes, forcing her bike to drift sideways until it came to a complete stop, parked perpendicularly in a handicapped spot. She hopped off and locked it down before walking up to the place of business. Resting her shoulders on the door frame, she gazed off toward the horizon and took a few deep breaths of the cool afternoon air.

Now, let's see what this kid's made of, she thought to herself, her mind already surveying the potential that the boy--and this location--had.

Mariana raised an eyebrow as Matt came speeding up to her. He didn't RUN all this way, did he? No way he could've, she thought dismissively. Then again, this IS Delmor... heh, he just might come in handy. Let's see if he has the stomach first, though.

"About time ye got here!" she exclaimed cheekily. "You look dead on your feet! We should go get you cleaned up first. Hopefully this place has a sink in it." She slung his arm over her shoulder and helped him inside. "Heh, you shouldn't exert yourself too much. That's a quick way to burn yourself out. No need to put yourself in the grave too soon."

She hobbled over to the counter and rang the bell. She was hoping to see a familiar face or two come to the desk; she'd been here a few times before and made some rather morbid purchases, so she'd be able to get good service here. But, her patience was never very good, so she slipped his arm off. "Lemme see if I can go get us someone to help. I think there's a restroom back to the left," she pondered aloud, pointing to a somber hallway. With that, she vaulted over the desk and went off to find an employee.

Matt let out a quick sigh. He was starting to feel better, but where was that Mary chick. He stood up from the chair and hobbled over to the front desk. "Hey, Mary, what's taking you so long?" he asked, half shouting. This chick was kinda weird so he wouldn't be surprised if she ditched him.

Matt leaned over the counter to take a look at what Mary was doing. He didn't get much of an idea, he only saw the room she went in. So he slowly crawled on top of the counter and jumped down on the other side. The place looked empty so he wasn't worried about the rules.
He walked into the room that Mary was in. She had mentioned something about a nap and now that Matt was seeing what she was standing next too her intentions seemed a little clearer. "The only thing that is coming to my mind right now is dirt nap, so I'm gonna pass," Matt replied sighing. This chick is crazy, that's what Matt's head was screaming but he kept a calm exterior.

The eyes are the window to the soul, the phrase popped up into Matt's mind. Ok, ok, calm down, if you keep freaking out she's gonna figure out that your freaking out, he reassured himself. He started to calm down inside. He did the best to keep his exterior the same though if someone was looking for it they would see Matt's shoulders lower slightly.
"Safety features? Whatever you say," Matt said quickly walking over to the casket. He reached a hand inside and felt the upholstry, "Have you ever wondered why they make the dead so comfortable? I always found it kinda weird." he continued keeping an eye on Mary just to make sure she didn't try and push him in or close it on his fingers, you never do know.

"Me? I'm thinking you've got the right idea. Not that I agree with it, it seems like humanity are just flocks of sheep run by their emotions. They'll call something harsh or wrong just because it rubs them the wrong way, without any backup at all. It's pretty sad if you ask me," Matt responded as if he had thought about the topic many times. When he finished he rubbed the back of his head and smiled. "Haha, this stuff's a little too deep for me to think about for too long. So why did you bring me to a funeral place anyway?" he continued. He seemed to be lightening up a great deal.

"Pfft!" Matt replied flexing both his arms in a cliche way, "No way, real men don't need rest, ha! Just kidding." He started laughing then continued. "Ha, I'm a little tired but I'll survive, plus I'm really don't feel like sleeping in this place, it's kinda creepy." Wow, I totally just contradicted myself, eh whatever it's all good, he thought to himself.