They were really having quite the row outside of my door. 
 
Partly annoyed, partly intrigued I got up from my desk, popped my head in to the hall and asked the tall, tattooed one about the din. 
 
"Hey Val," I said, "what's going on out here?" 
 
"Necromancy," she replied. 
 
"So how are you doing?" I asked. 
 
"We're up two bodies," she answered without missing a beat. 
 
I like those odds.