"Yeah, what would their address be? Giant lightning storm at hotmail?" he asks, then shrugs, because it doesn't matter. Maybe if he gives away one, he'll have to give away both, and he definitely wants to keep the immortality. He can see how that one would be useful.

Seeing ghosts might be D-list power bullshit, but immortality is definitely on the A-list.

"Hi," he says, as if finally realizing he ought to actually greet her. He holds the joint out. "Want some? This shit is legal here."