"You can call me Julie." She said after she wasn't sure how man Ms. Harts.  She always preferred to be just Julie or sometimes Jules.  And she was desperate enough to do anything to get rid of the ghost, including putting her address in an e-mail to website she didn't even bother to check the reputation of.  Though he couldn't see her, Julie was nodding.<br/><br/>"Sure thing, it's in the e-mail my but my address is..." And she rattled it off quickly including apartment number and even her zip code.  She pulled the phone away from her ear, slid the little bar on the touch screen to unlock it and pressed the speaker button.  After a beep sounded on her end she said, "Okay you should be on speaker now."<br/><br/>She held the phone up, with the mic towards herself and the speaker facing the ghost.  From Avenue Q he segued into Spam a Lot.  "It's been like this for more than twenty four hours.  Any sane person would have just left I'm sure."<br/><br/>The only reason she hadn't was that she had no where else to go and she couldn't afford another apartment.  She had been amazed to find this one and because of the money she would save over the next year she had bought herself a new camera and accessories for her business.