Tycho had been having a ball of a week. The spirit ball had been a hoot and then the night before, he had been invited to a rather exclusive party. Truth be told, it was quite rare for Tycho to be up in the morning for anything. It was a bizarre experience to be up before noon. He was wearing his star shaped sunglasses to protect his eyes from the sun. He had enchanted them himself using a regular, boring pair of sunglasses as his base.

He turned at the sound of a familiar voice and he smiled broadly at his friend. He saw no issue with wrapping Ford into a great hug as if they had been friends for years rather than just a few months. "Oh no, sir. The line goes 'what is a pretty face like you doing in a place like this'?" He said as he inspected a rather ghastly looking relic. "Williams harassed me out of bed at the asscrack of dawn because rumor among the ghosts is that there is some terrible object or artifact or something here." He tapped the mirror of a doll and glanced at Ford as the doll tapped back.