Dan just laughed a little. "No offence, but I've had ghosts trying to kill me or drive me crazy since I was five years old. There's very little about that that gives me hope or makes me think about deeper meanings." He sucked down yet more cigarette smoke after that, and tried to put more ash into the beer bottle but his hand was just a bit too shaky to get all of it in. "shit," he muttered softly and brushed the spilled ash into a little pile with the side of his hand.
Naturally, that was the point when the main star of the show decided to make his entrance. Azzie had been padding along on his daily wander, and found himself in the food court just as his human was talking. And the other person, the not-human, she was like Azzie and his human, but more. So he would investigate. He quickly made his way to where they were sitting, brushed against his human's legs with a purr and then jumped up onto the table.