"Te--" A sneeze. More approaching. "Ted--" Sneeze.

A chatter. It seemed like this specter was getting increasingly frustrated, it's arms moving up and down even more as it groped the air for any obstacles. Approching Ken. Creepily. Teeth, bared (chattering, actually)--

until it tripped and fell on something. Now Teddie was sprawled on the floor, stuck. Waddling. As for the outstretched hands that were once creeping out Ken? Now they were flailing, as the 'ghost' tried to get back up.

"Oof!" the bear's voice was muffled. His face? Currently planted into the lobby's floor. "I'm Teddie."