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Don't you bloody dare to return and haunt anyone! Sarah added more to Mahler's speech in her mind. In her experience the dead raised themselves from the grave or wherever they went, when they had passed beyond the veil. Still she emphasized her thought with a warning glare, just in case those remnants had other things in mind. 

A lunch was suggested and Sarah was hungry and she thought that after all this peculiar man had put her through (speak about being objective :D), he should do a favour to her. Since the dead guy could not. There was always an option to unearth him or her, but... with something fresh in future prospects... hmmm...

"Where to?" she decided to find out first, just in case Mahler was that kind of guy, who invited others to become his meals. Could not blame her for thinking that. There were people like this around.