[Well. At least Dipper got Wirt a towel. Wirt quickly dries off, but his poor hair is sticking out in absolutely every direction. He knows that's the case and he tries to flatten it with his hand but it's no use at all without a brush, so he just gives up and drapes the towel around his neck like an untied scarf.]

What, that...that ghost thing? [He feels like he heard about that somewhere earlier. ...Probably from Dipper, actually. He's pretty tired (though admittedly the water balloon did a great job waking him up).] What else would it even be haunting? The hot spring is kind of the only place here, right?

[A pause, as it sinks in.] ...Wait, why are you even picking fights with ghosts anyway?