Giggle.

And her cloths run back over certain very squirm-inducing spots.

Wiggles!!

Best wiggles! And, since convenient disposable bodies are an unfortunate travel away, Ellie's going to just have to content herself with being the one driven to endless wiggles.

Ellie's appetite for wiggles, while large, is not literally endless. She'd prefer to reach a conclusion at some point.

Well, if she insists... 

Oh, she does.

A very satisfying conclusion it is, then. 

Mm, indeed.

"You're so, so beautiful," she murmurs. 

Heeee.

"You're fun."

"I could say the same to you."

"And you're pretty too, and I like you a lot."

"And you're drop-dead gorgeous."

"Good thing you're not alive, then."

"I'd have turned into a ghost the moment I met you. Death by pretty."

"What a way to go."

"It'd have been worth it. I do like you, very, very much."

Grin!

Heh.

"There's still a good bit of the day left, if you'll permit me to get dressed now."

"I suppose."

"Very gracious of you."

Ellie blows her a kiss as she stands, and struts off to get dressed.

She giggles and settles back to wait. (Perhaps she can put some more nice coffee in a travel mug for Ellie...)

She would appreciate that, if it were done.

It doesn't take her too long to dress.

The ghost is ready, then, with a nice big travel mug with some very, very delicious autumn-y coffee in it.