“You are so short,” laughed Spectre.

“I know,” sighed Sprite.

“Were you that short when you were alive?” asked Spectre.

“Yes, I was as it goes,” grumbled Sprite. “I remember I once went to a hospital asking if anything could be done about my shortness.”

“Oh?” inquired Spectre.

“Yeah,” sighed Sprite. “They said I would have to be a little patient.”

Spectre smirked.