Kenny & Caitlin
"Yeah. Although the ghost part is kind of true. I've been one before but obviously I'm not anymore," he shrugged. Being a ghost was different. He didn't hate it but he didn't like it either. It was better than being a zombie at least.
"Alright." He got up and lead the way into the kitchen. "There's some plates and forks here. Pick whichever you like." He didn't know what kind of pie she liked, so he let her choose.
Once she did, he glanced at her. "So which of my roommates is your friend?" he asked, since they only invited their friends and people they knew.