Alan wouldn't stay at the Grand Pearl Hotel because he was absolutely certain that there were ghosts haunting it. Specifically, he thought they'd haunt any room he frequented.
"They like odd room numbers," he told me over beer, "and I always get rooms with an odd number. I'm not risking staying in Room 217 or Room 425 and getting attacked by hungry ghosts."
I stared. "I'm pretty sure ghosts don't eat people."
"Then what do they eat, Lorraine? Tacos?!"