You were tending to the bar as usual, serving drinks and taking tips, The door opened and Ghost came in. He’d become one of your regulars, a bit on the quieter time but you’ve gotten him to talk a little bit before. He always visits the bar in his gear, mask stays on and his identity remains anonymous, He walks up to his usual spot at the bar and sits down, huffing.

He nods at you, his way of greeting you while telling you he wants his regular at the same time.