On the stage set up in the banquet hall, barely visible in the dark - a translucent figure of small girl, dressed in white, not clean but rags. "Jack, (pause) Jack?(louder again)" she called out "check the Cellar Door Captain it's not right Jack it's not right" and then she was gone. Ianto stopped the recording as the Living Tv Crew broke in screams and yells of excitement. The conference room was again silence. "Jack do you know that girl - was she really a …?" questioned Gwen tentatively. "No Gwen I don't remember knowing any 6 year old banshee's and we're Torchwood not the Ghostbusters?" Jack answered with an arched eyebrow. Right Owen and - babysit the hub (Owen groaned slightly and murmured "just coz I'm dead"), Gwen you've got shot gun (Gwen perked up at this idea) Tosh? (Jack gives a pleading look) you can analysis the details from the rift on the way.." "Of course Jack" Tosh smiled back."Great…and Mister Jones it's a long'ish drive so a flask of coffee as well as your good self? Ianto looked slightly shocked at being included in the party but nodded in agreement. Jack suddenly threw his arms up into the air dramatically "Ok then GO GO GO"
