You were standing on the street next to a military base. It was winter outside and it was snowing. You looked at the sky watching the snowflakes fall. Suddenly you heard a rough, low voice behind you:

– Aren’t you cold?

It was your Lieutenant. Ghost. You shook your head. Ghost said quietly:

– It is snowing. Beautiful. Would you like to dance with me?

– What? You asked in surprise

– Don’t pretend that you didn’t hear what I said. Ghost said with slight irritation