How Green Becomes Wood

"Oh that's wonderful!" Daizi said excitedly, bouncing slightly in her chair, "When are you moving? I know a couple of people who would be glad to help moving furniture."

"Hey," Cooger held up one finger, "Not for free, I charge for my labour. But since we're friends I'll give ya a discount."
 
"Thank you, darling, you are so kind," Sally thanked her, beaming. "We have the moving sorted out, but I would love some tips on how to decorate a permanent home where I am allowed to do whatever it is I please." She smiled at Dark. "Actually, while I do admire your eye for design, it was just a way to lead into telling you about our new place."

"I wouldn't mind a skull or two, though," Jack mused, a twinkle in his eye.
 
"I feel almost used," Dark commented, "but I cannot deny I am not displeased at knowing I will not need to be called in to help move furniture."

"But you're so good at it, darling." She teased, but wasn't sure which of her loved ones she was teasing in that moment, "Jack, if you want skulls, I know where you can get some, but you can't let anyone know I told you."
 
Jack started to say something, likely to agree, but Sally said firmly, "No skulls. We are not bringing anything even remotely related to work home with us. Not even decoratively. We get enough of that around Christmas time from family members who do not seem to know anything about us other than what we do for work."

"I suppose you have a point," Jack sighed in disappointment. "If that is so, then can I choose how to paint my office?"

"The office is all yours to do whatever it is you wish. Outside of skulls." Sally paused and mused, "Although if you promise to keep them in your office, perhaps one or two tasteful ones would be alright."

Jack grinned and looked at Cooger. "What do you charge for your services doing light remodeling of one room?"
 
"I didn't realize you worked with creatures with an endoskeleton," Daizi mused, grinning crookedly.

"I am glad I am not working a job which would prohibit my enjoyment of remains," Dark said seriously, "Luckily having taught history, I think I was left with only a greater appreciation for the use of bones as decor."

"That depends on the size of the room and what your definition of 'light remodeling' is," Cooger replied, gesturing with his glass, "I never give an estimate until I'm in the space and can see what exactly you want done. But I hope you're actually looking for my help and not just teasing me."
 
"Not in a while, but, yes, from time to time remains do fall into our realm of work," Sally sighed. "I always hate it because it is always small animals that stink. Have you ever tried to work in room with a horribly decaying rat and fifteen people trying to cram together to study some part of it at the same time? It is dreadful."

"I have your number. I'll text you the address and set up a time to come by," Jack promised.
 
"Sally, given the line of work some of my coworkers are in and the friends I keep, I am not sure if you want the answer to that question." Daizi replied with a chuckle, "When I was working on my PhD, I had peers who were studying decomposition, and my friend Gwen does taxidermy and skeleton articulation. I've accidentally encountered her death bucket."

"I'll hold ya to that, Jack." Cooger replied, always pleased for more business.
 
"They are going well."

"I think we're just about ready. I'm picking up my dress tomorrow, and Dark is going to get his suit, and the boys' suits, on Tuesday. He still needs to take Xander to get dress shoes." Daizi explained, her excitement clear on her face, "The only thing we can't decide on is how we want to actually enter the ceremony, and we're more than a little bit running out of time to decide that."
 
"Are there that many ways to enter an indoor venue?" Sally asked cautiously, her mind running rapidly through all the different, bizarre ways they could possibly enter, including some sort of dance number. That did not seem to suit their style, but perhaps if it was an elegant dance.

"If it was an outdoor venue, you could always ride in on a horse or paraglide," Jack said cheerfully.
 
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