Jorge trudged dutifully along through the path of the forest as he made his way to the lake with his wagon full of offerings. He had what he considered to be a feast fit for ghouls and treasures no spirit could resist: delicious roast beef sandwiches from Deli Day in the mess hall a few weeks ago, sandals made out of what he was sure was the finest leather, and a few strands of Katie's from Trampoline Class hair. He rounded the corner of a tree right before he heard rustling in the bushes.

"Hello?" Jorge called out as he cautiously pulled his wagon toward the bushes. There was no response, but his curiosity led him to struggling through the plants with his treasures and out to the other side.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Jorge held his hand to his chest to calm his breathing. His eyes were wide as he shouted at the counselors standing in front of him. "What the heck!"

Ravi blinked away his look of shock and cleared his throat. "Language, Jorge," he said in a motherly tone.

"Ohhh. You mean I should say 'what the he-," the Grizzly camper began but was cut off by Lou.

"Never mind, Jorge." Lou sighed as she held up her hand. "Sorry we gotcha spooked."

Ravi eyed the items in Jorge's wagon. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why, may I ask, are you in the woods with a wagon full of questionable goods? You are supposed to be in arts and crafts with Griff and Tiffany."

Aghast, Jorge stared at Ravi. "Were you even at the campfire last night! The ghost of E.R. Beaverton is gonna haunt our cabin if I don't release these peace offerings into the lake!"

Lou moved forward and picked up a half-eaten sandwich wrapped in green paper. She sniffed the roast beef. "Ugh, how long have you had this," she gagged. She tossed it back into the wagon and said, "Jorge, you can't throw all this trash into the lake. It's already polluted enough."

"But E.R. Beaverton!"

"It was a made-up story, Jorge. Hazel just wanted to scare you campers because she is bored," Ravi explained.

"Yeah," Lou agreed. She picked up a sandal from the wagon. "And these are shoddy peace offerings, Jorge. What's a ghost gonna do with this ugly sandal?"

Ravi snatched it from Lou's hand and pouted. "That's mine."

"Sorry." She laughed lightly. She smiled at Jorge and said, "Come on. Let's get you to arts and crafts."

The boy nodded and turned to pull his wagon. He looked over at Ravi, who walked on one side of Jorge while Lou walked on the other. Jorge noticed something was slightly off with the former C.I.T.

"Hey, Ravi? What's up with your hair?" Jorge asked.

For as long as the Grizzlies had known each other, Ravi had always been very neat and tidy. But right now, Ravi's hair looked anything but that. It was disheveled and there were a few strands of grass in it.

The Grizzly counselor's eyes widened but he didn't turn to look at Jorge; he stared straight ahead as the three of them continued walking. Lou coughed a few times into her elbow.

"Did you hear me, Ravi?" Jorge asked, looking over at the counselor expectantly.

"You know what we should talk about? How picky ghosts can be. Now, Jorge, a roast beef sandwich could be the way to go if you were dealing with a benevolent spirit," Lou rambled. "But if you're not sure what you're dealing with then the obvious choice is always ham and cheese."

Jorge furrowed his brow as he looked up at the Woodchuck counselor. She fidgeted with the ends of her hair. He said, "Your hair looks weird, too."

Lou wasn't always as neat and tidy as Ravi, and occasionally she had messy hair after a game day at camp. But Jorge prided himself on knowing hair. He knew what game day hair looked like because he worked hard to keep his curls at their best whenever Grizzly cabin had to participate in flag football or kickball. And Lou's hair didn't look game day messy. It looked like she had combed it with her hands and there were stands of grass in her hair too.

"No, it doesn't," Lou said quickly as she patted her hair with her palms.

"Yikes, you're making it worse," Jorge said as he shook his head. "Wait a second…" He halted his wagon.

Lou and Ravi reluctantly stopped a few steps ahead of Jorge. Lou bit her lip and gave Ravi a worried look before they both slowly turned to face the boy.

"Is, um, there a… problem, Jorge?" Ravi stammered.

Jorge studied both counselors as they shuffled uncomfortably in his gaze. Lou's face was flushed and her cheeks were bright red. It made Jorge think of strawberries. He wished he had brought some in his wagon for the ghost. He shook his head and refocused. He raised one eyebrow as he realized that Ravi's lips were the exact same shade as the lip gloss that Lou always wore. Jorge gasped as it finally hit him.

"I see what's going on here! You don't want me to give a peace offering cause you two already did!" Jorge waved a hand in their direction. "I mean obviously you didn't bring priceless treasures like I did…"

"Strands of hair?"

"But you did the ghost dance," Jorge continued. He waved his arms in the arm and then did a spin. He did silly dance moves until he was down on the grass and then he rolled over until he hit the side of his wagon. He hopped back up and snapped his fingers with sass. With a confident grin, "But you probably didn't look as cool as I just did. And you must've rolled in the grass way more than I did cause you guys are covered in it."

Ravi and Lou stared blankly at Jorge. The camper adjusted his glasses and smiled proudly up at them as if he solved a case.

"That is not at all what…" Ravi began, but Lou hit him in the chest with the back of her hand.

"Yep! That's exactly what happened," Lou answered with a plastered grin. "Now let's get you back to camp."

"I knew it!" Jorge cheered. He picked up the handle of his wagon and started rolling it forward. "You can't fool me. I've got beauty and brains."

"Sure do," Lou nodded as he walked past. She let the grin fall from her face and she turned to Ravi and whispered, "Out of all of the people to catch us smooching, I would've never guessed Jorge."

"Just be glad he pays more attention to ridiculous ghost stories and Katie from Trampoline Class than he does us," Ravi whispered back.

Lou nodded in agreement and the two followed their friend back to camp.