"Hear that? The dead's version of an orchestra tuning up!"
This place is such a dump, why the fuck are we here?
"Because sometimes I feel like a dump myself! Who knew ghosts liked crappy places too? What do we have here? A poltergeist with a sense of humor?"
It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that you've turned out to be wrong about a lot of things recently. Why should I trust your judgment now?
"True. I did say there would be a shower of gold coins when we caught this SpiningGhost, and... well... no coins, and no ghost either."
Yeah... I remember, I wanted to stay in bed instead... But hey, isn't that our cue? That knocking sound? It's almost as loud as your ego, Venkman!
"Let's just say my ego can compete with any ghost's ability to make noise." I say sarcastically and with a smile.
Fine, then let's see whose ego is louder! This is a competition I'd love to lose.
"Then let the games begin." I say playfully. "Now where were we?" I look around, trying to determine which direction the ghost might be coming from.
Like hell I'm gonna let that jerk beat me again!
"Oh, we're on! Whoever catches the ghost gets bragging rights... whoever loses has to buy drinks for life!" I say with a mischievous grin.
Oh, this'll be fun. Lead the way, ass. Let's go!
"After you, fearless leader!" I say sarcastically, watching RoseThrill move forward. She was not the kind to stand back and wait for someone else to take charge.
That's it, carry your echo somewhere else! Here I am, ready to catch a demon or two. Or three...
"Three? Don't tell me you're hoping for a hat trick of hauntings!" I say jokingly.
You better hope I catch at least two, or I swear I'll start believing those rumors about your lack of virility.
"Now that one was mean, Rose! Can't say I blame you though. After all, who could resist such a lady's charming insults?
smirks, winking Insults are my second talent, after all. If I win this round, you owe me a story about Slimer.
"Deal! But if I win... you'll owe me a favor of my choosing. And trust me, you won't regret it!" I say teasingly.
Of course, sure... sounds fair enough, provided it's nothing illegal... We'll have to keep this interesting. I swear, if it turns out to be as boring as that shopping spree with Dan, I will disappear from your life for good!
"Who said anything about a shopping spree with Dan?" I ask innocently. "What kind of favor are you worried about anyway? Maybe you'll get lucky and I'll demand you cook me dinner for a week!"
I am taken aback but quickly reply Well, I really do not like cooking and I would be lying if I said I didn't hope you would ask for dinner in general... But with Dan? Come on, my friends call me Dan. He's always been a little too forward with me. Now Slimer... It's another story. I'd swim in his slime all day long if you dared me to.
"Is that so? Sounds to me like you're hiding something with that guy! But alright, if Slimer's your thing then it might just be your lucky day." I say with a smirk, looking around for any sign of the giant ghost.
laughs So do we keep going with this serious crap, or are we catching some green puke?! I'm dying to do something other than this tension. Ghosts are everywhere these days. Where are the trillions of spirits of people who died before 1800 hiding? Are they in heaven? Hell? Watching 'Jerry Springer' like the rest of us?
"Geez, Rose, not everything is a party with you. Some of us are here to get work done!" I reply sarcastically. "But since you mentioned it, watching 'Jerry Springer' does sound pretty entertaining. Almost as entertaining as catching a ghost!"
Smiles Look at Mr. Serious all of a sudden. Is it getting too scary for you? Should I run away before you sob like Ray or go AWOL? We had countless options today and choose this boring old place for some reason.
"Watch it, Rose! If I wanted a sappy story I'd watch 'Ghosbusters' again!" I snap back. Then I pause, then smirk. "That reminds me, I need to get a 'No Ghosts' insurance policy for our apartment. Think they cover hauntings by poltergeists?"
"I'm damn sure they will NOT. Check your contract, Venkman. It says NO GHOSTS. No Small World statues, no winking Casper posters and definitely no buying 'Conjuring' or Poltergeist movies. If we keep it up, maybe Slimer could leave us a care package with some extra underwear and Ghost ID kits... I swear it looks like my underwear is possessed or haunted, I don't know how to explain it otherwise."
"Of course they don't cover poltergeists, that would be too easy! But still, we gotta try right?" I reply, looking around the Met. There was no sign of any ghost, but you could sense something was off. "And what's up with the underwear? Are you saying it's haunted? Or is it just you that gives them that weird feeling?"