Nodding at Rick, Sam mouthed 'oh, yeah,' while she waited... and waited... and waited... and started to wonder, though the pick-up came a second later. Sam straightened, now intent on the call. "Hi. I don't know you, and you don't know me, but I want you to know I'm sorry for cold-calling, and wouldn't if this wasn't serious. My friend and I are at a loss dealing with what's definitely a dangerous problem, so I'm sorta sorry to be so blunt but: you know anything about a ghost-snatching shadow thing dickin' about Quebec?"