"Maybe it's a ghost. I didn't think those existed because, y'know, obviously. But those are just creepers, right?" It seems stupid to be talking about this with an adult, but he was the one who brought up alternate dimensions.

She stares into her pack for a moment. "Uhhh. I don't really... prioritize that shit." She doesn't drink. Getting drunk would be a guaranteed way to die. And she tried beer once and it was awful (and also seventeen years old). "I found some whiskey, but I used it for cocktails. Didn't do as good as rubbing alcohol, but I was low..."