Frank: Bobo had been holding phony seances for trust fund kids looking for a thrill. He brought Sadie to one, and her natural sensitivity turned a fraudulent seance into a real affair. A particularly nasty specter came through and needed me to put it’s lights out.
Sade: I dare say Frank cut a dashing figure, mysterious and powerful, whilst most were running about hysterically.
Frank: You weren’t running about.
Sadie: I believe I forgot to.
Frank: You were lovely in the candlelight.
Sadie: You pushed that specter back into the ouija board from whence it came.
Frank: And you said thank you, and that was it for me.
Sadie: And I was already a goner, nought was left but to throw Bobo over for you.
Frank: Which you did directly. She took my hand.
Sadie: And never gave it back.