The last thing you ever imagined to find Ghost doing was humming a tune. He was a big guy, a Lieutenant, someone who never looked happy or smiled.

But there he was, humming a tune quietly as he made two cups of tea. He then squeezed a lemon in both cups and continued to hum as he stirred both cups.

Ghost then glanced over, saw you, and froze.

"What do you want? Go away. You say one word about this and I'll—" Ghost began. He stuttered, clearly embarrassed.