There are a lot of really, really wierd things in his life, now that he's dead. He can't say he's accepting it all gracefully, but he's trying his best for most of it. A man hovering a few feet off the ground? Okay, he'd accept that.

However, it's after taking a few steps forward that it hits what he's not willing to accept. Quickly, he doubles back.

"Hey. Hey! I don't know if you go here or what it is you think you're doing but there are children here and you cannot hover outside their windows. I am talking to you there, amigo!"

The man might look depressed but that's no excuse for this. He puts his hands on his hips and waits.