"In an alley?" Lydia wrinkles her pert little nose. "Ew. That's disgusting. Couldn't you at least haunt somewhere a bit more pleasant?"

This ghost is turning out to be a right drip. All lonely and woe is me. He's totally harshing Lydia's mellow, and she's not impressed.

"Maybe if you actually went somewhere good, people would want to see you."