Kitt's POV
"Depends on what you mean by that," I replied, sitting down in a chair.
"It's simple, you just had to listen," Michael replied.
"I did listen. You're probably not going to scare me any. I've been through a lot more hell than you could imagine and I highly doubt you could come up with anything that couldn't make me yawn."
"Who said we were going to tell you a story?" Michael asked.
"I never said you were," I replied smartly and started to smoke another cigarette and then puffed out the smoke, "Ghosts, seen em. Stories, boring. Movies, fallen asleep. You've got nothing that could cause me to scream so you're out of luck... Oh, and that also means that I have a chance to do this if you have a chance at me."
-_-' sorry this is all I could come up with
