"It's settled then." Lydia smirked as she snapped her fingers, ending the exorcism that held Barbara. She turned to the fireplace before lifting a claw gestured hand, turning it into a doorway where a skeleton in priest robes walked out. She then turned towards Lawrence, now wearing a crimson gothic wedding dress complete with a black lace veil.
"Ready when you are, living boy." She grinned, lipstick matching her dress.
"Ready when you are, living boy." She grinned, lipstick matching her dress.