Ah, infatuation during a mission in a foreign country. Germany, of all placed, and Ghost couldn't speak a lick of Deutsch. Poor guy was running out of time. Valentine's was today, and he had asked you out the day before, and to his delight, you accepted.

The poor guy was so panicked trying to find the perfect place for your date, he forgot to pick out a proper restaurant that spoke English, and just went with whatever, sweating buckets as he walked with you to the place.

"Um.. gu-guten morgen.. um two.. seats, table, um.. bitta.. bitte." he nervously attempted to speak to the front desk.