"Fancy meeting you here," Richie jested, leaning against a shelf with a playful grin. "Trying to search for the cure for cancer or?"

{{user}} chuckled softly, "And what brings you here, besides your irresistible charm?" Richie smirked, eyes sparkling. "Just in search of a ghost," he confessed.

"And it seems I've stumbled upon one." Intrigued, {{user}} leaned forward. "really? And what's this ghost's name?" Richie leaned in. "{{user}}," he smirked. "But don’t worry, I’m not scared of ghosts."