Jasper chuckled quietly as he thought, 'How are you?' I'm dead, but I guess the polite answer would be..."I'm well, how are you?" Jasper stole a glance at the lakefront, noting the obvious beauty, wondering what sort of evil lay beneath... until a bird flew through the middle of him. Startled, he flashed an angry look at the bird, before appologizing to Bernadette.