someone who can vouch for this complicated existence.
In no time, all the mere mortals will be eating out of your hands. What a better time for ghosts, ghouls, and a handful of specters to come out of the woodwork, pull a few pranks, and do their best to feel that connection with the living world for a while. Perhaps we need a diplomat. The tattered ends, understandable after all these years in limbo, are all over but still have an aura of innocence and serenity about them that will surely help make your point.