That loud, terrified shriek is music to her ears. Marceline laughs as she flicks on her flashlight and emerges from the shadow she'd tucked herself into to check on her spook target. Because surely the appearance of a tall, skinny woman with long black hair filled with bats (well...three bats) isn't going to make things worse!

"Hahaha, oh, man, I got you good!"

She pauses, and the thought maybe too good crosses her mind. She tilts her head and leans down just a bit to peer into Armin's face.

"Are you gonna be okay?"