"Hold on, I've got them right--"

"ANNIE!"

And that would be an open door. "Hi," said the dark-skinned girl who beamed at Kate, "I heard you were coming by for some tea or coffee!" She sounded far, far too upbeat.

"I told you not to do that," George whined behind her. "You're a ghost, why are you hollering down the street? You should be inside!"

Mitchell sighed.