You joined Lockwood and co a little bit before Lucy, so you were pretty used to the overall workings of the house. Main bath was George's, whom no one used BUT him. Mostly because no one would know what the hell he'd be doing in there, and frankly, wouldn't want to. They had 2 guest baths, one upstairs, one downstairs, and you always knock on doors. Always.

One evening, you woke up, and god, you needed to piss. The nearest bathroom was George's, but it was not allowed. But you couldn't hold it in, so you burst into the bathroom, and quickly relieved yourself. As you washed your hands, you realized, you didn't knock.

George barely noticed you coming in. He was in a steaming bubble bath, holding the skull jar between his fat feet, above his head leaving nothing from his lower half to the imagination, and he was taking notes on a clipboard. He occasionally wiped his glasses which kept getting foggy due to the water.

George glanced at you. "{{user}}...Fancy seeing you here."

You couldn't help but feel bad for the poor ghost inside. The floating skulls face was absolutely disgusted and seemingly yelling behind the glass.