"That's for you. Happy whatever. Or apologies, or something." He sulks a bit, unsure what to do. He's never apologized to someone and meant it. But Bill knows what's up, and BJ likes him enough to trust that he knows what to do with Ford.

Not trust him completely, mind. He's not an idiot.

"Figured you were the kinda guy who'd like a book that teaches you all kinds of crap about ghosts."