Ellen couldn't help but laugh a little as the man put the emphasis on the Miss, shaking her head and smiling back at him.<br/><br/>"Ms. Ellen is fine."  She responded, grinning back.  "I'm in my late 30s and I've got three kids.  I haven't been a 'Miss' in quite a while."<br/><br/>And of course, if he was as bright as he seemed, he'd probably pick up on the fact that she'd said she was a Ms., instead of a Mrs., as well.  Marriage was a pretty clear contract, after all.  'Until death', and all that, and she was pretty sure that being a ghost counted...<br/><br/>Either way, when he talked about the joys of flight, she found herself nodding.<br/><br/>"I know what you mean."  She agreed.  "I only recently started flying, myself, but the view while you're up high in the air is just amazing.  I think I tend to prefer the night-time view the best, though..."