" How do you like the show so far! Pretty good. Pretty, pretty good."

Do you think I could be the next Larry David, all the others want Walking Dead and Game of Thrones , but I am a Ladykiller , suave, sophisticated,love a good Cheateau Neuf de Pape. I want to star in Curb, help me too, I will even get you a spoon for your broth and you can come as my date to our Hamptons Cauldron Soup After Party,quite a riot so it is."

"What a kind offer,Sweet Statue. I will surely think it over as I walk around.
Let me hasten inside now, Dear one."

Who is to say he wasn't eyeing my limbs for his soup. He wants to kidnap me and pop me in the magimix. Well you can't be too sure. I wasn't chancing it , sweet talker or not. Yes it was my best offer for the night thus far but the night was still young with more thrills inside no doubt and creatures to meet.

He always misses his target, that one. He tries to knock my head off every night, always misses.

So glad you enjoyed our little broth, fit for a princess. Let's see if any powers are bestowed upon you. Good luck lass. Now move along please or none of the rest of us will get to our own helpings if you are here all night.

I dropped the twig with a dramatic flourish. Fear not, I have a reservation at Tutto, your soup is safe.

However the soup thing had such a hype I really was dying to try this ghoulish concoction, what if it gave me magic powers and I could make any man I saw fall madly in love with me with just one wink? This might be what has held me back all these years - lack of supernatural powers. If I missed the chance I might regret it. Be brave SP! Distract the Soup Protector and all could be yours!
Oh Ghoul, the Bodiless One asked that you scratch his nose, he really has the most annoying itch. Please help the poor thing.( the old ones are the best, everyone falls for the itch ploy.) He is just back there, writhing in agony.
Well the Ghoul turned around to help his buddy, and quick as a flash, I picked up the twig and dipped it in the cauldron and tasted the soup. It was delicious, such a unique flavor , the pigeon claw gave it a je ne sais quio aftertaste , divine! So fast I dipped the twig in and had another taste. Quite the best broth ever. So smoky. I was licking my lips when you know who turned round , realizing by now that the Bodiless One had no need of a scratch at all.
"You dare to eat our soup! After all that was said! Well I will roast you in hell and add your limbs to the next batch!" He tried to punch me , but he missed. I dodged out the way and ran towards the house. No soup was worth being turned into an ingredient Yourself. Although I am sure I would have made a fine soup, I had still to get my $20 scare on.

Did you not hear the bodiless one?? Lay off the soup!

That is to go around 30 ghouls and we hardly get a spoonful each as it is. I do love the way he makes it too, we all do. He adds a sprig of thyme , a bit of this and a bit of that , never the same, and we all huddle around and have a good gab at the end of the night when you paying morons go home or to your lame Halloween parties. Some of us are quite well known now what with all the interest in the half dead these days so there's always good stories to share. Now, gie's us that twig and go on and get Your scare on or whatever it is you are here for. Run along. Leave the soup , drop the twig. Get it!"

Oy, you! leave our dinner alone!

This stew is reserved for the Ghouls, after they come off their shift, they are starving. Move along, you are holding everyone up. There are lots of perfectly good overpriced restaurants in Sag Harbor, no need to eat our food.
The ant dropping, pigeon claw,crab leg bouillon is quite superb, but not for the likes of you. If you must get involved stir it why don't you. As I am mostly just a head that simple act is quite a challenge, still one improvises. A nose, stirs quite well but can get burnt if soup too hot."
I picked up a twig and stirred the soup. It actually smelt quite good now I knew the ingredients were not body parts. Ah,it felt good do my good deed of the day and help this poor fellar out. I looked around to see if anyone was watching my noble deed, so I could get more brownie points and be more loved, but not a soul. A wee taste would not hurt, I never tried a witches brew. I wonder if it is in Zagats at all, this brew. I would give it a nice score, help the ghouls on their road to fame.

A cauldron with smoke bubbled and boiled.

I peered inside hoping to see a bats wing or some fiendish ingredient. It really ponged.

It really looked like a haunted house.

Luckily I was ready as nothing could be more scary than Walking Dead.

The whaling museum was all lit up.

It looked quite eerie. My knees trembled a fraction at what was before me, I could handle it surely.

Round about Halloween all the local ghouls like to make their annual appearance

Sag Harbor, being a historic whaling town, has more than it's fair share of frightening creatures who should really have stayed in bed and spared us the freak show.
This one here can't decide whether to make his appearance or stay in bed.

I tried engaging him in some pleasant small talk.
"Welcome Ghoulie Chops! Do please join us and tell us your story or go back below ground but this half in half out lark is disconcerting . Come, what will it be?"
"Leave it out Princess. Must you always interfere with everyone's lives , whether they are alive or dead? Even dead you still boss us all around . I for one am not one of your so called LLS , nor do I plan to join that clan.
For me I like the Walking Dead Group myself or the Walkers from Game of Thrones or that new movie Dead Bodies or whatever it is. We half dead are back in fashion with a vengeance ! We are everywhere these days . No need to stay underground when you can be a movie star! I am auditioning for to be an extra in one of these shows. Can't wait! Must do me hair a bit first and get the ghoul look right.
As for my immediate plans , I am heading to the Whaling Museum as that is where we Walkers gather each year to scare the living daylights out of dopes you like you , who even pay to see us. What is it $20 now. Bit of a rip off and we don't see any of that dosh.
I must write to my union and complain.
Wait, we don't have a union. Well the ghouls should rebel or pop out in spring that would shock you all! Har!"

"Ghoul, you don't scare me a bit I hope your mates do a better job. Good luck with your acting career. I know a few folks out West if I can help I surely will. "
I dropped my card is in his hand and strode off, hoping for a bigger and better scare and value for my $20.