She didn't have a very firm grip, at least he didn't think she did. There was something about her that seemed like a contradiction. He watched her as she returned his smiled and he suddenly felt a little awkward. But then that was how he always felt around most people.
"Momoko? Really, that's your name?" His eyebrows raised in surprise and he blinked a couple of times. That was his mother's name. This girl had Japanese in her? He tilted his head slightly and studied her features. Certainly not full, but then his gray-blue eyes certainly meant that he couldn't be full blooded either. He had paid a little attention in Biology and he remembered the Punnett squares. Two brown-eyed Japanese people do not make a blue-eyed child normally unless they both possessed recessive genes.
"Peach girl...What do you mean haunted? I know it's an old hotel, but none of the information I found said anything about ghosts."