Scaredy-cat though she may be, Maisy has been to some wacky and out-of-hand seances in her day. Sure, maybe most of them were elaborate shows put on by Aunt Orla to con tourists out of a few dragots, but she has the spirit of it (no pun intended). And if there's one thing she knows about an unruly ghost, it's that you should be firm with them.

"You stop that!" she announces as the box shoots across the room. Momentarily torn, she eventually decides to go retrieve the planchette before investigating the cloyingly-scented box.