"I don't like you," Blue said as he looked at the ghost who was handing him a rose.
"And is that supposed to mean something to me?" the ghost asked.
"Of course it is; it's supposed to mean that you're not supposed to be eyeing me so! I'm not a piece of meat," the ghost chuckled because he had another thought about Blue.
Other thoughts that involved bushes and hiding behind them.
"You're just like Red," Blue snapped.
"Tell me more about Red," the ghost said.
"He's a dragon," Blue said. He felt that that's summed up Red pretty well. After all, if Red could not be called a dragon, then no one was; Red was big, strong, had shiny scales, and was about as strong as a mountain giant.
And would fall on the ghost if the ghost decided to pursue Blue more openly.
"And is that dragon worth it, dear Blue?" the ghost still believed that Blue should be called Nathan, but he decided to keep that for himself.
