A host, a ghost and "women's things".

We rushed into the aisle and... lo and behold... there was Spooky, peering out of a packet of "women's things".

I refuse to go into more detail.

He startled a young lady buying some of the aforementioned "women's things" and she had stumbled backwards into a display of beans... you know the type. They are piled into a pyramid.
Well, she had landed on this display and knocked them for six... there were bean tins everywhere, rolling around like Fred Durst on a gyroscope.

"Are you ok, miss?" I asked as we raced down the aisle.
"Wah!" she wailed.

Spooky, spooked by our arrival, flew off into the next aisle and I sent Ninjaraffe after him.

As I tried to help the young lady to her feet, I heard a terrible commotion coming from the adjacent aisle.

"Ninjaraffe?"
"Get off of me!" I heard a strangely familiar voice shout. "Do you know who I am?"
"You're that pesky ghost we're after!" Ninjaraffe growled in his manly voice. "Don't you deny it!"
"No I'm not!" The voice screamed. "I'll offer you a deal... or..."
"No deal!" Ninjaraffe yelled and, as I ran around the corner, I saw him hit Noel Edmonds over the head with the bottle of HP Sauce. "Wanker."
"Oh god..." I moaned, skidding to a halt at Noel's prone body, which was now in a heap at our feet. "This isn't Spooky!"
"But look how pale he is!"
"He's wearing a white jumper."
"Oh."
"Let's get out of here!" I told him, grabbing him by the cuff of his Ninja suit and pulling him towards the door. "We'll catch up with Spooky another time!"
"Wait..." Ninjaraffe spun around, and let loose with a volley of throwing stars. "That takes care of the cctv!"
"Grab the shopping and let's go..." I paused. "And grab Ian some porn from that shelf... you're tall enough."