"Is ANYTHING alright is the better question!" Myrtle cried, despite no tears appearing on her translucent face. She began tugging at one of her pigtails, floating closer to the Muggle Studies professor as though he could protect her, and fluttering her eyelashes from behind her thick specs. "Once again, the staff and students of Hogwarts have -hic- gone meddling in things that don't belong to -hic! HIC!- them!!"

Her hiccups got the best of her then, so she turned herself upside down to float at them as though she were hanging from one of the portraits herself. This could help with anxiety-induced hiccups.