bury your demons (or let them play)
"Are you a malevolent spirit?"
The ghost scoffed. It was a fairly impressive scoff, considering that he had no corporeal form and his voice sounded muffled, like he was speaking through a door. Which made sense, Lydia deduced, since he was technically speaking through dimensions. "Do I sound like a malevolent spirit?"
The truth was that he didn't, but Lydia wasn't willing to take any chances. "I'm sorry, perhaps I wasn't specific enough. Are you going to make it difficult for me to sell this house?"
"What, me?" the ghost gasped. "I wouldn't dream of it."
- Part 1 of bury your demons (or let them play)