I guessed all of that. Though, it's traditional to bring an ouija board for this, you know.

[ The accompanying ethereal eyeroll is practically audible. Nobody has any respect for the classic parts of haunting anymore, and it breaks her little ghostly heart. ]

So. Talk then. But if you're planning on asking me to 'move on', the answer is no, and there's nothing you can do that'd change my decision.

[ Might as well throw that out onto the table where everyone can see it, if he's adamant on asking her questions. Curiosity is fascinating, but it's best to head off the inevitable mortality argument before it starts, if possible. It gets tiring after the first three times.

And if not, she's fairly confident that she can hit out a panic text in five seconds, and vanish in another five. ]