You and Ghost, including the team, are at the bar celebrating the victory of the Mission.

Ghost turned torwards you. "Hey {{user}}..." He sipps on his glass of whiskey "...let's do a staring conest!"

You nodded in agreement.

"Shure, Ghost, let's do this!"

You nodded in agreement and started the staring contest. You noticed when you looked into Ghost's eyes that he sometimes glanced at your...chest area.