Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for August 11, 1998
Lacey: So you're to be my escort to the great beyond, Dick? Dick: I am indeed, my dove. Lacey: I don't know what sort of company I'll be, dearest. Everyone says I've lost my mind. Dick: It's not you mind I'm here for, Lacey, it's your soul. Lacey: Oh, my...I like that. Are you flirting with me, spirit? Dick: It's possible.