Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick

Sir Nicholas floated into the filthy and dimly lit broom cupboard to wait for the Grey Lady, Friar and hopefully the Baron.

The transparent man was quite agitated as he circled the room.

Originally Posted by Grey Lady

The Grey Lady followed Sir Nicholas hastily. She was not a patient woman usually but was even less patient when she was frustrated or angry, so she was through the roof agitated and fidgety.

When she came through the wall, she almost floated right into Nicholas as he floated around in a circle.

"O goodness...excuse me Nicholas...I didn't see you there..." she said apologizing and then the tension got the best of her and she couldn't help but giggle a little bit at her last comment.

Originally Posted by Fat Friar

Wait, where had they gone?

The Friar had been so flustered by recent events he'd lost sight of his fellow ghosts as they'd exited the hall. He hovered just outside the doors, looking both ways up and down the entrance hall. "Sir Nicol--" he started to call, when he heard the voice of the Grey Lady coming from in the nearby broom cupboard.

Zooming through the closed door, he came to a sudden stop, nose to nose with the Ravenclaw ghost. "Oh, my apologies, dear lady," the Friar said, holding up a chubby hand. "I was going to go down to the kitchen to request a barrel from the elves, but it occurred to me we've not discussed where we're going to do this... this capture." He shuddered slightly at that. Yes, Peeves was incredibly annoying, and if he'd done this to their precious students they needed to find out, but still. It didn't sit easy with him.