Bash purses his lips for a moment. There's a brief flicker in the lights, the shadows grow deeper and longer. Just for a moment, just to underline what he's about to say.

"Hi. My name is Bash St. Expedit, and I am of the Ghede, the lwa associated with death. When I'm not driving for Uber, I'm carrying ghosts of those who die on the road to where they're going."

And then the lights and shadows return to normal, and he sits back in his seat, watching Ganymede for his reaction.