[Sometimes it just be like that. Sometimes you just need to start a third whiskey while your drinking buddy is only halfway done with his Paloma. Ford isn't really the type to be concerned, either; he figures most people Jack's age already know how much they can drink. He's not a nanny.]

That is... unlike anything I've ever heard of.

[The way he says it makes it very clear that that's a very good thing. This is why he loves what he does. There really always is something new to learn.]

But back to Indiana -- did you ever personally encounter a ghost, or were you adept at avoiding them?