"Hi, Jarvis," says Bella. "This is Minnie. I wonder if you'll be able to hear her through the phone? Minnie, you want to say hi?"

"Hi!" says Minnie.

"Hello, Minnie," says Jarvis.

Bella smiles. "My phone's not particularly fancy, but some people nowadays have phones that cross with books a little bit almost like the machines that go on the internet," she says to Minnie.

"I've seen those," she says, nodding.

"You seem like a nice person. I really don't understand why you'd kill people, even if you've been stuck in a really annoying situation for a very long time," Bella says to Minnie.

"I get mad," she says, crossing her arms in front of her and rubbing her hands along them above the opposing elbows. "I just get mad, that's all."

"At people who go stag to prom," prompts Bella.

Minnie nods unhappily.

"Because... they can't get hurt the same way you were?" guesses Bella.

"I don't know," she says frustratedly.

"Has it been this way since you died? Were you ever that angry before?"

"I don't..." She falters, then shakes her head. "I don't think so. Except that night. I was that mad then, for sure." Minnie shivers.

"I bet. If anything could make somebody mad enough to kill it'd be getting murdered."

"I was mad before then," she says. "I dumped him in front of everybody and chased him into the bathroom and then," she swallows, "it turned out he was madder."

Bella nods solemnly. "He's probably dead," she says.

"I guess," says Minnie. "It doesn't seem to make much difference."

"My other friend found David's obituary," Bella says quietly. "He died on November fifth. 1933."

"Good riddance," says Minnie, scowling.

[Cause?] Bella asks Giles. Jarvis presumably already heard over the phone what she told Minnie and knows that he can stop looking.

[Vampire.]

"A vampire got him," Bella adds. Normally she wouldn't tell anyone this, but Minnie is already herself a ghost. [Any evidence he turned?]