Then I suppose we must be from different worlds. What is your world called?

[she smiles back and takes the hand that she's been holding to tuck her arm through his]

I think I died before I came here. I'm certain I did, actually. However, this is nothing like the afterlife I was told of.

[she starts to lead the way toward the Speakeasy. she double checked the map to be sure she was headed in the right direction] Thank you. I hope they have wine. I'm not terribly fond of ale.