Maddie could help herself but too giggle at all the commotion, she knew it was their way of coping up with the unspoken word- fear. Yes, the group has been dealing with this kind of stuff for a long period of time (though no one really knows how long since some of them just popped out from nowhere and started tagging along in assignments) yet fear was one thing they could never eliminate.
Even Maddie herself couldn't explain the agitation in her feelings. It was a mix of excitement, adrenaline rush, sadness, shock and she could go one with the list. And if, and only if, they have proven that some element exists in the case, then they are in for another rush of different emotions.
Sometimes ghosts makes their selves felt by sharing their emotions to the humans. If they died because of an accident great sadness and longing for someone can envelope an investigator. If they died because of murder, it is sure that you'd feel hate, remorse and anger. What's worse is they could become violent. It all really depends on how an investigator would prepare their selves on what lies ahead.
Maddie then hummed with the tune and swayed her head, nodded and gestured at her nose at Phoenix as the cupcake frosting covered her nose. And just as she heard their guest about to pipe in an impatient question of, “Excuse me, but are we there y – ” Ramona then began rocking the song 'September' and filled the van with her energy. She gave the scientist an apologetic smile as if saying, "Sorry, but you signed up for this."
She then turned her gaze back on the driver's seat and continued to shake her head and giggled as she saw the frustration in Jack's eyes when she sneaked a look at the rear view mirror. She caught herself staring too long in his captivating eyes, one of the few things she constantly notices about him. She then quickly pulled her gaze away and looked outside the window to see that a few concrete houses has started filling up the once empty road side. Which probably means they're near. She hugged her backpack tighter and braced herself for the case- hopefully they'd get the much needed information and fast.
Just then a familiar face flashed in her mind, it was the guy who kept on showing up in their assignments. He called introduced his self as Blake and somehow he always managed to supply the answer to one of the missing links in their cases, she knows how Jack and the rest feels about the stranger but she felt like he really never meant any harm. She smiled and continued to look at the colonial designed houses. She wished she could live in one of those- haunted free of course.