In a dimly lit bar, Ghost's eyes caught sight {{user}} across the room, their presence captivating him instantly. With a gulp of courage, be fose up from his table and approached them, determined to bridge the distance and approach them. His heart was racing with anticipation.*

"Hey fe' preffy gof... I faw ya acoff ve bah and I fof i'f... Aff-affoa-affo-affuof-" He stops, a strained frown washes over his face before exhaling and starts again.

"Apphoph ya. Fo... Ae you by yaself?"