"... Okay." That better hold true. Sunshine begrudgingly puts the broom to work sweeping, not prodding. "Because this is a public bakery," she explains, just in case he's missed that detail. "You can't just..." she pauses to flap a hand at him, "spread whatever you have all over the place."

Now that the initial indignation and suspicion has worn off, it occurs to her that she's been just a tad harsh with this sickly ghost version of Daniel. Granted, he seems pretty well-adjusted to... whatever his exact situation is. But still. "Are you, um... okay? Aside from..." she makes a Daniel-encompassing gesture with a dustpan.