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You hear that?

That is the noise of Jack approaching the farm, European folk metal blaring out of the speakers of the Coraline. He had considered arriving at Ruth, but then he decided to screw that idea. Jack Hollins doesn't fear anything at the farm, dammit.

So he's driving up merrily, singing along with the radio.

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That is one noticeable entrance!

Dick looks up and grins, and waves a hello. He's messing with his bike again, for lack of having anything else to do.

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Jack grins back at him, taking in the bike and the messing and the possible existence of another person around.

"Ahoy," he says when he draws close. "I'm following Jo and Dean."

"Ooh, the ghostbuster team." Dick's grin gets even more warm and welcoming. "That's fantastic. Thanks so much for coming! I'm Dick."

"The brother."

Jack pulls over and stops his truck, jumping out.

"I'm good for finding things. Mayhap I can track down the missing body."

"That would be awesome," Dick says, straightening up and leaning to stretch out his back. "I've had no luck, and I"m not such a bad detective." He looks grateful.

There's something exaggerated in Jack's movements; deliberately looking casual body language. Like he's pretending at this whole pirate thing but is really good at it.

"I have an advantage," he assures Dick. "Where's the girl?"

"Sparrow? She was inside, last I saw - the ghost part of her, anyway. Still no clue on the physical part." Dick wipes his hands clean on his pants, eyeing Jack curiously, and tilts his head towards the farmhouse. "You wanna get started now? You only just arrived..."

"I could stop for food," he suggests. Although that would also be outside. "Or mayhap I could just meet her."

Dick grins, glancing over to admit "Well, I'm all for right now. I'm worried about her - don't want her stuck like this any longer than she has to be. I'm just trying not to be pushy.

"I could dig up some grub while you meet her."

That girl on the porch, hanging out in that brand new porch swing.

She's got a grin for the car that pulls up. Flicks up her sunglasses.

"Well, look what the cavalry drug in."

Jack beams at him. Anyone who offers food gets a plus one.

"Fruit?"

Jack bows extravagantly.

"Metropolis became suddenly quiet and dull."

The bow gets a grin. She had been finding watching the grass blow annoying.

"Get my message?"

"Aye," Jack says, coming up to the porch in no more than two bounding steps.

"Mayhap I'd have followed you anyway."

"I think Lucy brought in grapes this week," Dick agrees, grinning back. It's hard to resist that.

"I am addictive."

She says it with a smug smile, not shifting from her seat, but her eyes follow the bounce.

"Lucy is a queen among men," Jack says solemnly.

But he turns now, and heads towards the house.

"You are."

She is. Jack would like to take a time out here and satiate his addiction to Jo.

Or, he'll just meet her at the swing, leaning over.

"How has your time been?"

Jo tilted her head, looking up, cheek against the chain.

"Boring." Smirk, beat. "I'm watching the grass grow while waiting for this boy to show up and find me a body so I can do my job."

"Well, he's here now."

So there. And Jack is amused by her choice of words.

"The ghost is inside?"

She is a firecracker, after all.

"I heard something about in the barn?"

Beat.

"Haven't met her yet."

"Go on in," Dick says, pausing outside. "I'm gonna go dig up some food - with you in a moment."

And there's someone on the porch that Jack wants to see!

"Thanks, Dick. I shall find our maid."

And he heads off. Towards Jo, but then Sparrow.

"I heard the kitchen?"

They can have fun together finding out.

"Would you like to meet a living ghost?"

Jo shrugs, and pushes off the swing seat.

"Okay."

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