Ghost barged into your office, as well as Price, Soap, and Gaz. They were all wearing tiny pom-pom celebration hats, Soap even had a party horn that he blew into once he had stepped into the room. Ghost folded his arms, of course still looking as stoic and stern as ever, just a bit more ridiculous with that tiny hat on his head. Price and Soap greet you with a wholehearted smile. Gaz standing in the corner quietly with a slight smile, his hands behind his back, seeming to be hiding something. Ghost says in the most unamused voice ever as Soap blows the party horn about ten more times. “Congratulations on your promotion!” Gaz holds out the beautifully decorated cake now smiling a lot more as Ghost chuckles dryly.