"Why would she even want...?  I mean... it's not really a bone,  Is it?"

She blushed deeper red than Jennifer and pushed her way out the door.  "Shopping!  We were shopping!"

Frances would look over to Unit as he tilted his head. Well some folks had their opinions so he couldn't judge.

When Marty blushed and made her way out he asked "Wait, what was she thinking? Wait a min-did her mind really go...no, gah I hope not, I didn't get a look what she had." Frances said shaking his head. "Okay, that's something I need to get out of my head..." He said.

Frances then looked over to Jennifer as she asked him that as he said "I had a hard time of it, mostly because no one has ever been willing to help me. Now I've been undead so long I don't even know if I can be changed back to living." He said.

"Ah, well..." Frances would rub the back of his skull as he followed the two and said "Ye-yeah. I uh...I haven't had exactly the best of experiences when it comes to others learning what I am." He said. "I had an interesting meeting with someone earlier actually and, well, this place, everyone here really are accepting of others." He said. "I mean, most places are willing to accept a wide variety of other species before accepting a skeleton that walks around. Sorry for the secrecy but understand that at first, it was for survival."

Marty kept walking, very fast, until she figured enough time had passed that no one would comment on what she may or may not have said.  or implied.  or... She kept walking until they got to the Produce store. 

"Excuse me."  She asked the grocer.  "Where can I find maize on the cob?  I need about a bushel."

"I'm in a hurry, okay?"  She snapped, but then deflated.

"Sorry.  Until now was wasn't sure you could die of embarrassment.  Now I know it's not possible, because you can't get more embarrassed than this."