<strong>"Huh? Stake guns? Like, oversized crossbows or pistols that shoot wood? That's pretty cool."</strong>Out of frickin' nowhere Misty . . err . . Six started talking again . . . to the air. At least, that's what the others could see. Nodding to the ghost, she frowned.<strong>"Yeah . . I guess he is. Man, someone got you good though. I hope you gave back as good as you got."</strong><br/><br/>It looked like Six had some . .  issues, if she really was talking to ghosts. Talking at your normal conversation voice in the middle of a group of people to someone nobody can't see was not the best habit.<strong>"So who is this other guy? Also, I'm Six. Hi."</strong>What manners she had! Insert eyerolls from the audience here.