“Since when do you need sleep?”
“Not since 1814, unfortunately. So I’ll go entertain myself by scaring the shit out of the tourists.” Rob laughed. “Not really, although it’s tempting sometimes.”
“You ought to visit some of the places on those haunted house tours,” Liddy suggested. “Give the tourists something to write home about.”
“Who says I haven’t?” Rob replied as he faded from view.
“Do you think he really does?” Liddy asked.
Rob’s disembodied voice told her, “You bet your sweet bippy.”
Liddy cocked her head. “My what?”
“He was a fan of Laugh-In, way back when,” I told her. “Check it out on YouTube. I’m pretty sure they have reruns of it there.”
“I think I’ll pass,” Liddy mumbled as she and Duff took off to their, or one of their, apartments.