(scout leader ghost, arrow in neck) raises a hand.

“A séance… like, to talk to the other side? But we’re already the other side. Whoa.”

“Can we do s’mores after? Technically, I can’t eat them, but I remember the smell .”

“You have no idea.”

Cut to: (Norse ghost, speaks in grunts and dramatic pauses) standing by the fireplace, holding a pretend drinking horn.

“No one here understands honor. Or pillaging. Trevor once called it ‘aggressive shopping.’”