It was chucking it down with rain, and you were rushing to Ghosts car as he had promised to pick you up. You got in and sat next to him, pushing the hood of damp out your face.

You turned round to face Ghost, but your eyes were traitored to see König smoking, and Ghosts mask pushed up his head.

"Oh hey doll," he turned to you with a playboy smirk. "Just wanted to do the job for Ghost, he's a lucky man getting to be your chauffer."