"I did warn you I've never done this sort of thing before," he points out with a small, teasing grin, because he doesn't really think she minds his choice of words all that much. Opening the door further so that they might both head inside, he shakes his head at her question and looks around the place. For the moment, all is quiet and he's glad for it, because it's one thing to tell Dutch about the ghost and another thing entirely to have it immediately begin to throw things around the studio.

"We're not quite sure yet," he admits. "Good or bad, that is, I'm fine. It's not the strangest thing I've dealt with, nor the most frightening. I'd just like it if it were to stop tossing my easels over every time I get them set up."

He goes to right the easel that's on the ground again, then waits a moment, watching it, before he turns back to Dutch. "Seems as if the ghost isn't interested in performing for an audience just yet. It's probably for the best."