"Yeah, alright, thanks," Elvis says, a thin smile crossing his face. Maybe it ought to be a little weird, spending however long with someone he doesn't really know except through what Effy's told him, but it would probably be a hell of a lot more awkward to wait out here or in the hearse, and there's no sense in driving all the way back into the city just to wind up coming out here again later. It isn't a bad drive, but that doesn't mean he wants to go back and forth like that.

Besides, he figures anyone Effy cares that much about has got to be good people.

"Long as it's not any trouble."