"Ruby, what are these?"
"Those are called pictures. I did have a life once, you know."
"I know. Hard to see that these are of you. You're so young and beautiful."
"Don't cry. Thanks to your wish, I'll get a second chance."
"At what cost, though?"
"Move over!! You're hogging all the pillows."
"Why do you care?"
"My body's cold."
"You don't have a body. Now, go to bed."
"Darius, is…..that my cost; cause if so then I'm more then willing to take the risk. So, what were you saying about my beauty?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all. You're gorgeous."
"Awww!!! You're too kind. You're even kind enough to let me win."
"Na, na, I didn't say that!! No shoving stuff under the bed."
"Only if you stop hiding stuff behind the closet."
*Eeee Yaa*
*Poof*
Oh, ho, ho, ho; you do not want to start a pillow fight with me, or else you'll definitely lose."
"I already lost the room, but it's not about the mess. It's..."
*Poof*
"Nevermind. It's definitely about the mess. Come back here. Flying's not allowed."
"Thanks, Darius."
"For what?"
"My new bed."