"Shit, George!" Maryanne groaned loud enough to be heard out into the hallway. There were only a small number of people that she did mind seeing her naked. Well, not really minded, moreover to the fact that she would have felt bad if they stumbled onto her. George was one of those people. She hauled the sheet up over herself.
She didn't hide the frown on her face when she noticed that it didn't take much for Mitchell(the ghost one anyway) to end up dressed. Part of her envied him, the other part was simply sad to see all that naked skin hidden away so quickly.
Hauling one of her pillows out from under her head she tossed it at the werewolf's back. "God George, you could knock." Groaning softly when she heard the other Mitchell's voice.