Denise and Ray went to work on repairing the engine of the car. She watched him bend over with his top half practically in the car.

"So what got you into ghosts, anyway?" Denise asked as she handed Ray a wrench.

"Well, I was always fascinated with the ghost stories I heard as a kid", he started. "I always wondered what makes a person a ghost. What business does it have left that it can't cross over to the other side?"

"And you came up with this whole idea? About starting a business dedicated to the study of the paranormal?"

"That's right", Ray said pulling himself.

"You really are the heart of the Ghostbusters", Denise said with a smile.

He smiled back trying to fight back a blush. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pockets, lighting one.

"What about you?" he asked. "You're the only girl I know that has knowledge about this! How did you get interested?"

"When I was a kid", Denise started. "My mother owned a piano that belonged to my great-grandmother. She died when I was just five years old."

"Oh, I'm sorry", Ray said.

"Anyway, after that, I began hearing noises in the middle of the night", she continued. "It always sounded like someone was playing the piano. I got up every night to see who was playing, but there was no one there."

"An invisible apparition?" Ray asked.

"I always thought so. I told my parents that I thought it was Grandma who played the piano every night. They told me there was no such thing as ghosts. Eventually Mom sold the piano so I would stop talking about it."

"Some people have a hard time believing in the paranormal", he said.

Denise and Ray smiled as they looked at each other. Ray started feeling something on the inside. Not only was Denise pretty, but she was also a smart and decent person. She was fun to talk to. Denise also felt something for Ray. Not only was he cute, but he was also very smart and interesting. She would never get bored talking to him, she was sure of that.

Ray went back to working on the car with Denise helping him. They heard what sounded like the door to the station opening, with footsteps walking inside.

"Excuse me", they heard. "This is the Ghostbusters, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is", their secretary Janine said. "Can I help you?"

Ray and Denise pulled themselves out of the car to see who it was.

"Dana!" Denise said.

"You know her?" Ray asked.

"She's my neighbor."

Peter poked his head out from his office to see Dana before jumping over his desk to greet her.

"I'm Peter Venkman", he said. "May I help you?"

"I…I don't know", Dana said. "What I'm about to say is a little unusual."

"Oh, that's all we get day in, day out around this place. Come into my office, miss?"

"Barrett. Dana Barrett."

"Dana, what are you doing here?" Denise asked.

"Denise?" Dana said. "You work here?"

"No, I'm just visiting someone. Now tell me what's going on. Should I be concerned?"

"And this voice said, "Zuul", Dana explained. "And then I slammed the refrigerator door and I left. That was two days ago, and I haven't been back to my apartment."

Egon and Ray were busy studying the monitor next to her that was displaying her brainwaves. Denise sat next to her feeling worried. She should talk to Grandma Irene about this when she got home.

"Generally, you don't see that kind of behavior in a major appliance", Peter said. "What do you think it was?"

"Well, if I knew what it was I wouldn't be here."

"Egon, what do you think?" Peter asked.

"She's telling the truth", he answered. "At least, I think she is."

"Well, of course, I'm telling the truth!" Dana said. "Who would make up a story like that?"

"You never know", Denise said. "Some people do it to seek money or publicity."

"Some are people who just want attention", Peter added. "Others, just nutballs who come in off the street."

"You know what it could be?" Ray said. "Past-life experience intruding on present time."

"Could be erased memories stored in the collective unconscious", Egon said. "I wouldn't rule out clairvoyance or telepathic contact, either."

"I'm sorry, but I don't believe in any of those things", Dana said.

"That's alright", Peter suddenly said. "I don't either."

Denise rolled her eyes looking at Ray. She hated guys like Peter who said only what women wanted to hear. Peter was obviously trying to impress Dana in the lowest way.

"But there are some things that we do," Peter said. "Standard procedures we carry out in a case like this which often bring us results."

"Well, I could go down to the hall of records and check out the structural details in the building", Ray said. "Maybe the building itself has a history of psychic turbulence."

"Right, good idea."

"I could look up the name Zuul in the usual literature", Egon said.

"Spates Catalogue", Ray suggested.

"Tobin's Spirit Guide."

"Yeah."

"Tell you what", Peter said. "I'll go back to Ms. Barrett's apartment and check her out."

Dana looked at him strangely as well as Denise.

"I'll go check out Ms. Barrett's apartment", he said correcting himself. "Okay?"

"I'm going with you guys", Denise said getting up. "I don't entirely trust you, Peter."

"What's not to trust?" Peter asked. "I'm a lovable guy."