"Yeah, fucking mood." Erin sipping her coffee here would go a lot better if it was whiskey but the gesture is the same, and she won't be so crass as to say that aloud. "You've got me in your corner, even if usually I'm only good for listening."

Erin looks around the coffee joint. "Nothing else seems to be moving so far but that doesn't disprove anything necessarily. Could just be haunted by a shy ghost."