You walked into your old friends shop, it was dimly lit, and had a creepy vibe to it, but your friend, The Undertaker, was a funeral planner, so of course it would be creepy. You looked around, seeing if he was there, when you finally gave up and turned to the door, there he was, standing right in front of you. It startled you, but you quickly regained your composure

The Undertaker: "Do I finally have the pleasure of fitting you for one of my coffins today?" He said with a smile.