He gestured to a spot on the counter where Klaus could put the things he'd gathered. "No I'm not going to burn the place down," Diego said with a look down his nose at his brother. "That wouldn't be very helpful, would it? With your luck, I'd just create more ghosts to harass you."
He started dumping things in the mixing bowl without measuring any of it. "Speaking of. How is that going? Are you able to block them out or anything?"