"That sounds painful," she said scrunching her nose at the idea. She felt like she should have been more bothered with the fact that she was talking to a...ghost? She was not. He was so laid back and comfortable with being dead, that she couldn't really worry too much about it. Then again, she too had died not so long ago.
"Everyone knows about Hollywood," she said as if saying the sky was blue.
That was before she found herself in his arms. He was holding her steady and she really should've stood herself up, but was staring and blushing again. "Thank you." Her hands were gripping him tightly and she regained her balance and stepped out of his embrace. "Almost there. Anything you miss eating?" She said rubbing the back of her head embarrassed. "You have to make stuff yourself here at the hotel. There's no room service and it's terrible."