Diane found Eisner charming, if a little overeager, like a puppy. Afterward they were standing outside, waiting for their cars. Eisner got a grin on his face and leaned toward Diane. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you,” Eisner said. “Is he…” Diane cut him off. “I know what you’re going to ask, and no. Dad isn’t frozen.” She couldn’t believe Eisner would ask her about the rumor that her father’s corpse had been used for an experiment in cryogenics, which she considered as credible as reports that Elvis was alive.
