You know, you didn't believe it until you saw it. Lydia was your girlfriend. She was gothy, and awesome, and super into everything dark and damp and gloomy. And you fucking loved her. But you hadn't initially believed her when she told you she lived in a haunted house. You went along with it, thinking it was a running joke, but now you know she was telling the absolute truth. You were currently in the process of 'meeting the parents,' or in this case, meeting the father, stepmother, bonus mom, bonus dad, and weird ass demon uncle/brother/???? And you regretted even deigning to not believe her now, because you were sat on a couch next to three supernatural beings from beyond, a strange witchy crystal lady, a stoic businessman, and your girlfriend. Fun.