At Roseia's talk of true love and her views on him in general, Dennis fixed his glasses to hide his embarrassment over this whole conversation. Great. Why him? He was more than happy to escort the captive actors away from the ghost and back into the waking and living world. By the time he had gotten them all out of there, the play just mere yards away from them was about to draw to its final closing finale.

Coming back, Dennis saw that Amelia's spirit was still present in the room, ranting about the cruelty of the world as well as the sheer unfairness of the situation. "Aw jeez Roseia, I thought you took care of her already?"

Well the spirit had ceased in gripping his partner and placed her back on solid ground, so that was a start. Seconds later, and the spirits of both Ophelia and the original Hamlet appeared side by side.

"Greetings new friends," they said to the two detectives. "Is there anything we can do to help?"

Dennis rolled his eyes. "Yeah. How about talking some damn sense into you sister-in-law," he growled.