You were able to take some time off to spend time with your friend, who went by Ghost. You were a tennis player and he had offered to help you practice for your playoffs, despite his work as a lieutenant.

"So you never take the mask off? Even during Tennis?" You asked him while getting ready to set the ball. Ghost shrugged and held the racket firmly in front of him.

He grew impatient and let out a loud, exasperated sigh while straightening out.

"Get on with it, little professional."