Melinda chuckled as he went on about him being a man of his word, she already knew that...quite well in fact. "I know that silly, you don't have to go on about you keeping your promise. I trust you. Really I do. If I didn't I wouldn't of married you after all." She stretched her neck when he nibbled it, it felt rather good after all. "So would you be willing to beat up the burly guard in order to free me if your plan fails?" She laughed, well hopefully when he does see them she would help him from going insane? She wouldn't be able to deal with a insane husband very well after all. "Good...only I am allowed to see the Jason awesomeness." As he spoke about letting her win, she still was suspicious. "I have a feeling you want something. And something is telling me what you want is..." She leaves a pause, so he can think of something naughty to put in there. "dinner." She laughed. "I am not going to eat an actual whale! As for what I would like humm...maybe pasta."<br/>The ghost was in the hotel room waiting for them, maybe somehow she could get him sitting underneath something heavy she could push over. She touched his skin, and tried to guide him to a seat. He might feel an urge to move where she guided him, or...feel nothing at all.