Somehow she's heard of weirder ways, but Dolce just sighs. "I guess I can't do that." Not that Pico would let her. "Are they all Earthmates? I've never met someone else who could see ghosts before. Except Pico, but she doesn't count, because she's only visible because of me, usually." Dolce has been carried this way by Pico, who, despite being a tiny tiny six year old poltergeist, is phenomenally strong of course. So Dolce doesn't think twice about it, until the piano looks at them with a salivating tongue.

"Eek." Deadpan. "Stop peeking up my dress. You won't find anything interesting."

If that didn't lure Pico out, nothing would!