Luci groans in disappointment. That made him smell amazing, almost like burnt cedar wood or something delicious. She'll have to get him a new bottle.

"Sorry, huh? Polite... spirit, I guess. Things don't just fly off of sinks except in... ghost stories."

Luci gets a strange look on her face. "...weird shit's been happening since we went on tour. The strange things that happened in the bus? The gala? Remember all that?"