"Yes I got that there would be jazz," she says, breaking character for just a moment of sharp, vaguely sarcastic amusement. He really was milking this for all it was worth, wasn't he?

"Do you have any last requests before you pass on?" She thought that was right, not that she had ever had any time to learn how to ease someone's passing. It sounded vaguely theatrical enough. "Anything to ease our parting? Before I freeze to death here."