Anne herself was having a rather nice day. Or was, depending on who you asked. It had gone great until she'd run into James. He'd started sneering at her right off the bat and so far everything she was doing wasn't helping. Which meant it was time to bring out the big guns.
"Shut up, Shut up!" She yelled, her accent all the clearer when she was angry. James kept after her, going over about all her wrongs, forgetting he'd caused his own. She halted in the kitchen, staring at the display. "Oh fuck me." James came around a corner, screaming "But you did! You betrayed me you whore!"
"I'm going to murder you." She snarled and walked to the drawer to pick up a knife. "Right this one making comments too?" She pointed at the other ghost, then two her two loves. "And I will pay so much money if you can get him to shut up!" She snarled at James.