[ Only once Ellis gets on with tidying up ghost-related minor disasters does Tony relax the grip on his own shirt, lacing it back up while staring balefully at the two of them, and then when it comes nearer, the box full of baked goods or whatever the hell is happening with that.

He doesn't like it. ]

Oh, I was? [ is full-powered sarcasm in Wysteria's direction, probably overlapping a little with Ellis's response. ] I don't appreciate being ambushed, least of all with weaponised cinnamon snacks. Why are you asking him about the Provost?

[ >8( ]