Oh, thanks. I couldn't, uh ...

-Is everything ok? -Um, no.

Huh-uh. Um..

One of my clients died on the massage table today.

-Oh! -Oh, my God!

That's a little more relaxed than you want them to get.

Yeah, uh-huh.

Um, she was, you know, 82 years old and, um, her name was, um, Mrs. Adelman.

Oh, honey.

Yeah, it's just so strange, I mean ...

You know, she probably woke up this morning and thought, "All right, so I'll have some breakfast, and I'll take a little walk, and, and, you know, then I'll have my massage."

Little did she know God was thinking, "Ok, but that's it."

Oh! Oh, but the weirdest thing was, ok, um..

I was cleansing her aura when it happened.

And when, when her spirit left her body, I don't think it went very far.

What do you mean?

I, I, I think it went into me.

-Ooh, that's him. -Damn.

My mail-order grandfather hasn't come yet.

-Phoebe? -Yes. Hi, Mr. Adelman.

-Nice to see you. -Hi. Thanks for meeting me.

Oh, that's all right, although you did cut into my very busy day of sitting.

-Oh. Um, oh, do you want to sit? -Oh, no, no.

Please, I spent most of mid-morning trying to stand up.

Now, what can I do for you, my dear?

Oh, ok, I don't know how to say this, but, um, I think when your wife's spirit left her body it, um, kind of stuck around ... in me.

You're saying my wife is in you?

Yeah, ok, you don't have to believe me, but, um, can you think of any unfinished business she might have had, like, any reason she'd be hanging around?

Well, I don't know what to tell you, dear.

The only thing I can think of is that she always used to say that before she died, she wanted to see everything.

-Everything? -Everything.

-Whoa. That's a lot of stuff. -Oh, wait, I, I, I remember.

She also said she wanted to sleep with me one last time.

Uh, I'm sorry.

There's laughing in my head.

Worth a shot, huh?