[Norman blinks and hesitates, trying to figure out what he wants to say. The chubby kid seems more interested in whatever candy bar he's eating now, anyway, so he just rolls his eyes and keeps eating, mumbling something like "god I hate you guys."]

Um, well. Actually...

[He's not really lost, for one.]

I just. I wanted to get your attention. I mean, this is gonna sound kinda crazy, but... there's kind of, like, a sea of ghosts behind you? A sea of... your ghosts, I mean. And they're not just... there. They're kinda everywhere.

[Oddly, the chubby kid doesn't seem particularly phased by this confession.]

Shit, Kenny, not even Satan wants your broke white trash ass. I mean, we all knew you were too poor to get into Heaven, but damn.