Johnny glances over toward where the ghost must be, clearly not seeing shit, before his attention returns to Constantine. "I wouldn't know. I just arrived before the muster drill--three ago, now."

While he's been sleeping odd hours, between exploring the ship and just not being able to relax on the water like this, Johnny knows he's made it to three dinners at the formal dining room. He's made a point of that; dinner's a good time to watch people, to get to know their habits.

Under normal circumstances, part of what he'd be watching is how they treat the waiters, but the unseen staff means he'll have to adjust what he's looiking for, there.