"I don't like angels of death!" Nuriko screamed. "Being dead means I can't shop!"
"You said you could give it up any time!" Tommy reminded her.
She would have stopped, but that's not a good thing to do when you're being chased by an angel of death. She settled for giving him a reproachful glance over her shoulder. "Yeah, but I don't want to be forced to!"
To the crowd of onlookers that had gathered, watching the chase as though it were a bizarre parade, she shouted, "Little help here? Someone? Anyone? Where's Superman when you need him?"
"He's not taking our phone calls any more!" said helpful Tommy.
Nuriko began to wonder if perhaps she ought to find a new sidekick.
