Marciella's perfectly polite and content mask hardened, becoming almost unnatural in the sheer relaxed friendliness of it.
"You said you dealt with these things before," she said, so polite, so lacking in malice, "On your show, you said. Are you saying now that that's not true?"
Like a well-oiled machine, her mind shifted through the obvious answers. No, that was true, this is just something I've never seen before! A new kind of ghost! was the most likely of the possibilities, right next to his admittance that it was all a farse and his getting angry rather than desperate. He couldn't get angry. Not now. All she needed was the truth now so they could work toward a solution. Diplomatically.
She kept a closed-lipped smile and waited patiently for an answer.
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