"Why are you scared of ghost stories, Leith? You are practically a ghost yourself," Kaye said, shrugging his silly superstitions off. "The schedule does put a damper on the situation, but can you imagine the treasures waiting for us?" When she looked at Leith, her eyes were two twinkling stars lost behind the clouds of her dilusions. "We could make more from these guys in a couple weeks than we would in three months in the caravan. You don't have to come with me...but I am going. Do you really want to keep working for asshats like Butch who could care less about us for the rest of your life?"