"A bit theatrical, no?" Steven asked as the sole light source in the room turned on, illuminating Donald and his new body.

"I think a bit, yes." Donald said as he posed, putting gloved hands on shapely hips. "The moonlight, I think, also adds to the ambience of this scene."

Steven didn't bother to answer that. Either Donald didn't know what Steven meant or didn't give a damn. Not that it would have mattered if he responded. Donald had this idea in his mind and it seemed like he was going to do it regardless of what Steven said.

"Tell me, this woman, I wonder if she realized just how good of a body she had when she was alive. Do you think she understood it?"

"I just know when she was brought into the ER her brain was goo from some bad meds. Just be glad those didn't linger in her system otherwise we'd have not been able to do this for you. Whose apartment is this, anyway?"

"Oh, the whole building is mine." Donald said. "I know, it needs a lot of work, but when it's done, this will be the most desirable apartment building in the city. This room, well, it will be part of my penthouse. Soon, it will be just as beautiful as my new body and my new clothes. Until then, I just have the moonlit skyline. I just wanted you to see it. See from the start. You already saw me go from the old me to the new. I wanted you to see what the rest of my plans was. Fitting, I think."