It's uncomfortable. One of your customers, drunk as ever, persistent in trying to ask you back to his place. And in a moment of panic, you look towards another customer that's approaching.

A quiet, well-built man. His team, who you've been serving drinks to all night, sitting in a booth in the back corner.

You've told the insatiable customer that the approaching stranger is your boyfriend.

A smile pulling upon Ghost's lips as he realises what he needs to do.

"Hey darling."