"Oh." Yeah, that would work. All he really had to do, then, was think about Ronan or any of the countless others who had gone out of their way to be nasty to him or hurt him or- just Ronan alone would have been enough to make him angry.

He knew who Patrick Swayze was, at least, but he didn't think he'd ever seen that particular movie. He got the gist of things, anyway, and that was probably more important than having actually seen Ghost. "Isn't that a romance or something?"

Setting the pitcher down, he started picking up books that had fallen either into the circle or close enough outside that he could reach without actually leaving it, and hurling them at ghosts that dared even look like they were thinking of approaching. Or that looked like they were going to start hurling objects of their own.