James drifts along the hallway looking for all purposes as though he's meant to be in the house. Dapper and skeletal, he doesn't seem to be afraid - just sightseeing, looking for all the world like some undead househunting businessman who's come to check out the real estate.

To be honest, he'd meant to scope out the entire area and the people during the festivities, since he so liked to get the measure of places when he was a newcomer. But haunted houses draw him in and entertain him, and now here he is. He's going to pop up behind someone accidentally and scare the living daylights out of them, probably.