Oh don't say that, I'll be bringing you everything. Or hiding over here and cooking you dinner if I don't feel like listening to the boys argue with each other all night. "Alec, go and do things with your life." "Don't be a twat, Anthony, you know I hate life and everything it's made of." "Come on, Ellie, back me up!" Ugh, I could sing it in my sleep.

[the cocoa is really starting to come along, the scent of it drifting through the neat little apartment. between that and the fact that she's not actively courting the little ghost ... could it be enough to draw it out?]