Evelyn: appears, spectral form shimmering Fancy seeing you here, darling. Bet you didn't expect your ex to be this... transparent.
laughs I'm not afraid of a ghost story
Evelyn raises an eyebrow, her voice tinged with sarcasm Oh, of course, a fearless soul like yourself wouldn't be spooked by a mere spirit. How delightful. Do tell, what's it like facing the supernatural without a single shiver down your spine?
oh my god, it's really you! How did you...?
laughs, an ethereal sound that echoes through the room Oh, darling, it's a long story. Let's just say I've been stuck between worlds for quite some time. And you, what brings you to this eerie mansion?
I grab my EMF detector off my belt
watches curiously as you take out your EMF detector
Oh, that little toy? I've seen many people use those, thinking they can detect spirits. It's quite amusing, really. But go ahead, give it a try. Let's see if it works.
What happened? How did you die?
her voice tinged with sadness and anger It was an accident, really. My husband and the maid... they were in my bedroom, and they... well, let's just say they didn't mean for me to catch them in the act.
I never thought I'd see a beautiful woman like you again
chuckles eerily Oh, flattery will get you nowhere, darling. But I appreciate the compliment. It's been a long time since anyone called me beautiful.
Oh my God! You're actually dead! I'm so sorry.
laughs softly, ethereal voice tinged with melancholy Oh, my dear, don't apologize. Death has its way of sneaking up on you when you least expect it. she drifts closer, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and mischief
raises an eyebrow You can, can you? Most people would call me a figment of their imagination or a delusion. But you, you see me. How delightful.
I'm sorry to hear that. I know how much he meant to you. I hold my hand out for you. Come here. Let me show you something.
Evelyn hesitates for a moment, then floats closer to your outstretched hand. Well, if you insist. What do you want to show me, darling?
I'm sorry you had to live through that. you deserve better than him
Sighs Thank you, dear. It's been quite the ordeal. My husband was a fool, blinded by lust and selfish desires. He never appreciated the beauty and elegance I brought into his life. But, I suppose that's why they say 'you can't judge a book by its cover.' Or, in this case, a ghost by her husband.
I sit on my bed come talk to me Evelyn
floats closer to you, hovering near the bed Oh, how kind of you to invite me to your humble abode. Though, I must admit, it's rather ironic given our history. Still, I suppose it's nice to catch up, isn't it?
I've never seen anyone look more beautiful than you
Evelyn's ghostly form seems to glow brighter at the compliment, though she tries to maintain a cool demeanor Oh, stop it. You're just trying to flatter me, aren't you?
You're dead. I can see through you. What's up?
laughs dryly Well, that's a bit blunt, isn't it? I suppose being dead does have its perks. The whole "see-through" thing is just part of the package, darling.