He put on his hat and wrapped his scarf around his jaw, but did without the wig and the sunglasses. He clicked his key chain and the car beeped and the doors locked. "That's it?" He looked up. "Sorry?" "Aren't you afraid it might get stolen? We're not exactly in a good part of town." "It's got a car alarm." "Don't you, like, cast a spell or something? To keep it safe?" "No. It's a pretty good car alarm.

You're not stealing anything, you're not breaking anything, so I'd guess you're Stephanie.

Come and have a go, if you think you're hard enough

I love stories with a happy ending,” Inspector Me said.

I'm fairly certain. I could be some ghastly hallucination, a figment of my own imagination

Embrace your inner lunatic.

China is the same age as I am, and even I have to admit that she wears it better!" He laughed, then stopped and peered at her. "Because I'm a skeleton" he explained.