Danny: "how is it that you just climbed out into the central hub of the ghost-hunting world, right in front of the world's most competent ghost hunter, and I'm the C student?"
Danny: "You wanna stay and watch the rest of the ghost movies with us, or are you going to attack us and get crammed into a soup thermos for hours before getting dumped in an alternate dimension where you could run into literally anyone who has ever died? By the way, Sam and Tuck are bringing pizza down, and from the rumors I'm guessing there's some folks in the ghost zone who would like to have a word with you." Sadako: "...I don't suppose you'd consider copying the tape and giving it to someone a bit more defenseless, would you?" Danny: "you're really not acting like someone who doesn't want to spend an uncomfortably long period of time crammed into a very small container." Sadako: "what kind of pizza is it?"
I've got one for Sadako. "Sorry, wrong tv."
Okay, that was bad.
What's she expect, anyway, popping up in front of ANY American, especially teens?
We would probably just do one of three things:
1) Yell for everybody to come see the "REALLY GREAT PICTURE!" ( "Those ARE good graphics!")
2) Bag her and gag her and sell her on Ebay. ( "Woo-hoo, move over Donald Trump!" "We're set for LIFE!")
3) Call the police and have her arrested for "breaking and entering". ( "Hands. . .er, bones on your head, creep!")