Why can't you take the phone? You can tell Corrival off, he can yell at you, I can be not involved...

[Ghastly sighs. Puts the phone properly to his ear again.]

You just yelled at an angel, Grand Mage. About hell. Would you like to yell at a skeleton instead? I know where you can find one.

[The angel gets tea. He's a much better houseguest. Ghastly is officially rescinding tea from everyone else.]