"Uh, hey! Sorry, who are you?"

Fine, only because you'd be lost without me. The skelton scrambles to his feet. He's dressed in boxers with little hearts on them, and what you can only assume is a ratty old bath robe. There's not really anything else in his sarcophagus.

"You'll have to excuse me. Uh, I... I wasn't really prepared for guests."

["Who are you?"]