Maggie gasps, as if suddenly waking up. "I-I . . . Am I alive? Opal, is this real? I thought we were dead."
Opal rolls her eyes. "Dead people don't talk this much. Oh, and hey. You need to get around to reading Snapshot, you slacker. If you don't, it goes against your oaths."
"But I've been busy lately!" Maggie groans.
"Busy doing what? I thought you said we were dead."
"Oh . . . Shut up."