Sasappis leans against the wall, deadpan. "Or, and hear me out, the laptop is just old. Like, two years old. Which in human years is basically a fossil."

Jay hands her a glass of wine. "No more 'free.' Ever."

"Sam!" Jay yells from the kitchen. "The blender just turned on by itself and started playing 'September' by Earth, Wind & Fire. On a loop!"

Thor grunts. "Machine still fear pain. I hit it later. For fun."

"No. No, no, no," she mutters.

While Sam downloads the codec, the ghosts gather.

"Well," Isaac sighs, adjusting his waistcoat. "That was the most harrowing experience since the winter of '78. And I had gangrene."