"You'd feel more dented and scratched if I'd gotten ahold of you," Toffee said. "For instance...."
Suddenly she twined her arms around his neck and kissed him. For a moment Marc felt that he must have gotten mixed up with a metal clamp.
"Gee whiz!" he said as she released him.
"That's just the beginning," Toffee said. "I like to ease into these things. After that...." She stopped as the light of the valley began to dwindle. "Oh, damn!"
Marc looked around at the valley in the rapidly diminishing light. A small pang of regret flickered deep inside him. He felt himself drifting off into the growing darkness.
"Goodbye, Toffee," he whispered. "Goodbye."
He felt the light caress of her hand on his cheek.
"So long, you lovely old reprobate," Toffee said. "Don't you dare forget me...."
And then the darkness was complete and Toffee and the valley were gone in a swirling haze.