[Tony shakes his head, disbelieving, and realizes that the ghost is there again, right where Tony last saw him. He stares at him, taking in the details--it's pretty much exactly how he'd always imaged ghosts to be, and yet there was still something unsettling about being able to see through the man. After a long moment he looks away, realizing he's being rude.]
Sorry, I'm staring. This is all a bit, uh. Unexpected.
[Reggie just sort of. Puts that out there. Even dead - even transparent - he's the sort of guy that fills a room. Bombastic, almost. Well, he always did want to be an actor. Had the charisma for it, in spades. Gene just gives him a look that's soft and wistful, and then looks back at Tony.]
[The initial shock now wearing off, Tony relaxes a little more, sitting back on his heels. He looks over at Reggie for the introduction and holds up a hand uselessly.]
I'd offer to shake your hand, but uh--might run into some trouble.
[Reggie keeps it to a lazy salute, just a two-fingered wag in the general direction of his forehead.]
I'll overlook it just this once.
[His accent is strongly Bostonian, clipped with a goodly education and upbringing, but casual enough that he doesn't seem strongly married to that education. Gene, on the other hand, is daring to breathe for the first time in what feels like an age.]
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You--yours? [There's a moment of silence as he processes this, then--] You have ghosts and you thought I was lying about a mere sunken city?
[He could tell, Gene, you were skeptical!]
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Well, I seen ghosts before. Ain't never seen a sunken city.
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Sorry, I'm staring. This is all a bit, uh. Unexpected.
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[Reggie just sort of. Puts that out there. Even dead - even transparent - he's the sort of guy that fills a room. Bombastic, almost. Well, he always did want to be an actor. Had the charisma for it, in spades. Gene just gives him a look that's soft and wistful, and then looks back at Tony.]
Tony, Reggie Holiday. Reg' - Tony.
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I'd offer to shake your hand, but uh--might run into some trouble.
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I'll overlook it just this once.
[His accent is strongly Bostonian, clipped with a goodly education and upbringing, but casual enough that he doesn't seem strongly married to that education. Gene, on the other hand, is daring to breathe for the first time in what feels like an age.]
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How did...have you been there the whole time?
[And Gene didn't say anything? That's embarrassing, even by Tony's standards.]