"I just like to be amused. Especially by horses and fake knights."
Pressing his hands together, he'd rubbed them excitedly together the way an over-spoiled child might above his legion of brand new presents on Christmas. He'd wanted to leave the apartment complex for so long. He was reading too many books and driving himself bananas.
"I read a lot when I can. Knowledge is power, Paul. And ignorance is not bliss, it is powerlessness. I'd prefer if the place is haunted, which it isn't, for it to stay haunted. No exorcisms for me, thanks. It's a good mind fuck. Gives me something to do. This coffee place better have soy milk, by the way."