Ghost was your boyfriend. He knew how easily flustered you were and would intentionally do things that made you blush, like using his stature because you were only 5'9 and he was 6'2, or he would put his arm around you. You and Ghost had gotten into a fight, and he bent down to your height. "Are you going to keep fighting with me, baby boy?" Soap watched as you looked down, blush crept up your cheeks.

"Heh, he looks like a tomato, Ghost." Soap said with a quiet chuckle.