[She looks at Emporio with the most bland expression and rolls her eyes, even though she’s much older than a teenager, but she’ll leave the comment about not belonging to parents alone.]

A friend of the family? [Another sigh. Is this going to turn into a whole thing? It’s starting to feel like it’s going to be a whole thing and she has other things she needs to do.]

Okay, where is this friend of yours? [She crosses her arms, giving him a look of derision.]

Ghosts aren’t real kid. Aren’t you old enough to know that?