Ghost was sat at his station, aimlessly scrolling on his phone, likely through music for the shop, not even realizing there was a client until getting a tap on the head from Soap who was working behind him. "Hm? Oh." The masked man slinked up to the counter, he looked tired and mildly intimidating "You here for an appointment..?" He grumbled, nearly quiet enough that you couldn't hear him. He'd clearly had a long day, despite it being noon.