If there was any subtext to his boss' question, Ford missed it entirely. He moved his hand to the edge of his forehead where he had earlier taken a glancing blow from one of the poltergeist's thrown objects (thankfully before it had picked up the cutlery), presuming that he was sporting the beginnings of a bruise and that Morgan must have noticed it. "Oh, uhm, yes. We were behind the couch before it really started up. I think this was a — pepper grinder? But I mostly ducked in time, it barely got me."
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