"We can do that, just keep it simple. Maybe we can say a ghost did it," she grinned a little, though it faded slightly when she realised he wouldn't get the joke.

She dropped back into the armchair and grabbed one of the meals, about to dig in when Barry drops his drink - only, before she has a chance to react he's caught it again, hand moving faster than should be possible. Her eyes widen dramatically.

"...what was that?"