Message? Nah, nothin' like that, [He gently gives the pumpkin a nudge to set it rocking back- the thing seems to like that, burbling before rolling back at his hand again to let him catch it and rock it back again like a little game.] Been a lot of ghosts vanishing lately outta London, and this place is the only thing they've all got in common. Came to see what I could find out.

[As if he wasn't just as at risk, what with being a ghost and all.

Another pair of pumpkins came rolling closer, one bumping at the one by Charles' hand, the other doing little hopeful circles within Courtney's reach as if hoping for some attention all it's own.]

I think I'd get that huge one over in the corner- the one that's all bumpy and green? Name 'm Gourdzilla.