He taps her shoulder and floats to the other side, trying to trick her into believing he's still on the side he tapped her at.
Phoenix didn’t mind inviting the spectral boy into her home. When one would think the usually brusque and less then social woman would get irritated, instead she would get amused.
Even approaching her from behind wasn’t so bad against him. She might murder another but.
She fell for his little game from her attention, head turning from a leather bound journal to the side he was at for a half second before she swiveled and tapped the boy’s nose in a singular beat. With a smirk and no words she playfully skirted him, closing her journal.