::sneezes in a sudden downpour a dust. Squints an' blinks watery dust bunnied eyes ta try an' find her first Misty Hollow customer::
I don' hear clankin' so ya can't be a ghost, course me ma always told me ta keep an open mind. I s'pose ya could be ghost without there bein' clankin', but ya'd have ta at least have a cold wind about ya, an' ::fans flushed dusty cheeks:: its sure not cold! At the very least ya'd have to make the hairs o'me arms stand up with yer other worldly aura. I'm guessin' yer not a ghost "aura" I'm not the smart lass me da raised me ta be! ::laughs at the joke, sneezes, catches sight of a danglin' leg in the rafters, cranes her neck for a better look::
Did ya know ya've got no way down, sirrah? Which begs the question, how'd ya get up?