Prunella and the Haunted Locker/Transcript

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Prunella: (sniffs) Apple pie? Well, I guess that's better than cabbage.

Woman: Needs something.

Jack? I mean, Jay? Is that you? What is it that you need?

Woman: More salt.

Prunella: "More salt"? Um... okay. Why would a ghost want more salt? Hey, the smell is even stronger here. It's coming from that vent! You'rethe ghost?

Mrs. MacGrady: Ghost? I don't think so, honey. Nope. Still here. Want to try the chicken noodle? It needed a little salt, but now I think it's perfect.

Prunella: It was you! That vent must lead to the one behind Locker 237. And those were the pies I smelled. They're apple, right?

Organic apples. Mmm... And if you wanted a slice, I might just look the other way.

Fern: "Prunella Unlocks Haunted Locker Mystery!"

Prunella: So? Admit it. You made up that entire story just to scare me.

Fern: No, I didn't. I had no idea where those sounds and smells came from. But... I may have made up a few small details.

Francine: Like "Little Jack Murphy"?

Fern: I liked the name.