"I run a food cart. Kinner's Kippers - as you can tell by the name, it's a seafood place." Kinner can't help but smile, too. "It's the same for me, to be honest. I'm still dead, mysef. Can't do nothin' about that. But there's worse things than bein' dead, I reckon."

There isn't anything he can do about being dead, so he may as well live with it.