"Okay", José nodded, then sat at an empty seat. He picked up a menu. "So, what do you mean the area around my house is haunted?" He asked, reading each entree. "We did a little looking awound. So faw, all we know is that somebody managed to die in the house", Hermann answered. "Isn't that almost every old house?" José smirked. "Sorta....?" Joey tilted his head. Heinrich rolled his eyes. "Dude, you just gotta be careful. We will continue looking into your new place.... but you gotta tell us what kinda crazy stuff is going on," He stated. A waiter came up with plates of pancakes and eggs, then looked at José. "I hope they're splitting the bill," he sighed, then asked," What would you like?" "Just a coffee and an egg.... scrambled, please..." José answered. The waiter handed out the food, nodded, and walked off.
"So, anyway... How was your first night there?" Wilhelm asked between mouthfuls. "Not too bad. It was comfortable. The only is