Morgana was quite pleased to have made her target. She was not fazed when the ghost took notice. Good. She had been bored. This should prove to be a little diverting then she could go home to Marvolo with an amusing tale to tell.

Where was he looking anyway? He had looked to the skies first before looking at the street and taking full notice of her. Oh how pleasant! He seemed to recognize her. Had she really made such an impactful impression upon him? Never mind, that it had been a rather negative impression. "Merry meet to you too, Mawworm," Morgana said, having the cheek to curtsy mockingly.