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Two ghosts walk into a bar... and if anyone makes a joke Dirk will tip over their drink. Actually they've pinpointed in, and Dirk both vanishes and drops the pinpoint again once they're there. Anyone standing nearby may hear the ghostly muttered "Damnit..." He's not enjoying the sensation of having it drop directly through his hands. Oh well. If they can get someone to burn some drinks and cigarettes for them, he'll be content.