Myrtle didn't even get a chance to reply to Jakey Jake because a studmuffin of a man appeared from behind the stone figure she'd been tapping.

If the girl ghost had still been a living, breathing creature, she would surely have had a trail of drool down her chin. Fortunately, she realized her jaw had dropped a little and quickly closed her mouth before some flies flew in.

"Hot Hottie Mc Hhhheadmaster," Myrtle stammered, "Jakey has sssomething to tell you."

She nodded and swirled her robes a little, her hand reaching to twirl her pigtail like always. "Yeah it's about the professors....the non-cool ones, since they aren't cool like you, sir..." Real smooth she was.