Dan started to calm down and ate a few fries. Then he started laughing again and choked on the fries. "That's not funny." said Dan as he went into a fit of coughing. "Ghosts in the mailbox huh? That's harsh." Dan said, "I should know. Ghosts are annoying."

"What?" Ted said.

"I said Ghosts are annoying. I haven't told you about the ghosts in my house?"

"No!" said Ted.

Dan got in a constrable position, sensing a long conversation, and said "Well, my house is haunted by two ghosts."

Ted's mouth hung open. He couldn't believe it. "How'd they get there?" he asked, "Was someone murdered in your house? Did you get a Ouija board?" Then Ted leaned real close and said "You didn't let a pagan touch you did you?"

"No! NO! That guy that was stabbed never died! And none of that other stuff happened either! The ghosts said that they were just bored one day and walked in."

"They talk to you?" asked Ted.

"Only one of them does. The other fatter one just crawls around the house and moans and pukes."

"Wow! Ghost puke!" said Ted.

Dan repositioned his elbows to prevent epidermal damage and said "It's not really that amazing up close. It sucks though because we hate them!"

Ted sat up and said "I'll take them!" and smiled the smile of all smiles.

"You don't want them. The fat one's okay except for the puking, but the skinny one's a jerk! And anyways it's not that simple." Dan said. "They won't leave. We've tried everything!"

"Psychics didn't work either?" asked Ted.

Dan heard this statement, processed it in his brain, made a few connections, and reacted with "Huh?"

Ted put his hand to his cheek and wiped off the piece of saliva that Dan had so gracefully launched across the table when he had said "Huh?" and replied with "Well you said you had tried everything so I assume you've tried a psychic."

Dan raised his eyebrows in perplexedness and asked "What's a psychic?"

"Dumbass!" yelled Ted. "A psychic can get rid of those ghosts! Lets go!" And with that Ted and Dan got up and started to leave. As they were leaving they heard a voice say "Hey! Those chairs don't belong to you!" Ted and Dan looked down at the chairs they were stealing from the food court. "We were that close." said Dan. Then he and Ted ran. Fast.