"Talking about old Nick, are we?" The smiling ghost trod up on his horse next to the gossiping couple (Dorian and Anna.) His chest was puffed out and he looked like if he had just won a great victory against an army of dragons. "I wouldn't about that old sport if I were you. I'm sure he's gotten over not being able to join our hunt. He's as jovial as the next fellow if you know what I'm saying. Besides, not everyone can be special!"

And with an "AHA!!!" he was off to congratulate Edgar. "Who's the Deathday boy!" he shouted, extending a ghostly hand towards the host. "Fine job on the decorations, my fellow, fine job! Now, let's see if I can get my compatriots to entertain these living guests of ours with a few tricks! That ought to liven the place up, eh? HAHA!!!"