"Yeah," he mutters. Undead. Her universe sure sounds appealing and safe for all ages.

He'd take over it his, any day of the week.

"I dunno if you - I don't have much." He'd feel like a complete cheapskate if he didn't at least offer, so he reluctantly tugs out his wallet and starts thumbing through it, only to find himself at a loss. What's a reasonable sum for getting someone to act as conduit for a kind-of-dead ghost person?

Yeah, there's probably not a real common market for this.