Momo looks at her friend Fourn. Nodding her head. Trembling and hoping the spectral being would just keep on moving. "Yes. I'm sure. These chills...used to getting them." she says. Giving him a warm hopefully comforting smile. Looking at the waiter. Then past him. Eeping softly. The spectral was following the waiter. She reaches out and grasps at what would soon be empty air. Trying to save the man from a life long haunting. Catching ahold of seemingly nothing she jerks once. Dislodging it from the man's aura after he'd gone away. She lets go knowing the spirit would fly in a random direction. She looks at him. "Er...not really. You wouldn't believe me even if I told you." she says softly.