Contrary to what their students believed, the teachers of Casper High School were not stupid.
Danny fought to hold back as he watched the current battle between his parents and ghost. And it wasn't that his parents were not good at their job, but the Box Ghost was better at avoiding and his father was going a bit overboard. They were all still inside with people running around. Danny itched to speed up the process and get the Box Ghost out.
Mr. Lancer cleared his throat. Instincts up from the ongoing fight and what this man might know, Danny turned his head with the best poker face he could manage.
"It's enough to scare the crap out of someone, isn't it Mr. Fenton?"
Spoken as dryly, calmly, and matter-of-factly as it was from an adult to a kid, it took Danny a few seconds to realize what was just said. What little of a poker face he could hope to manage disappeared as he went wide eyed and mouthed in shock.
Mr. Lancer pointed to the restroom.
Danny's mouth snapped back shut. An out!
"Yeah," he agreed readily. "Yeah it is. Gotta go!"