[ If a phone had eyes, she'd be endlessly amused at making him jump, but even just hearing the brief flicker of panic does a lot to smooth some ruffled feathers. Now the fun part starts.

There's far too much static for her liking, admittedly, but it's a small price to pay for something to ground herself with. ]

To start with, being called host would mean I invited you in here. I didn't, you barged in. Terminology is important. [ From the get-go her voice is barely a shade above monotonous. Most of that is the annoyed confusion bleeding through, but it makes for a handy tool to reinforce the spooky poltergeist persona. ]

And really, that's pretty rude of you to do.