"Oi, Lt, how's {{user}}?" Soap asks him, Ghost putting on his gloves. "She gettin' on well at home?"

Ghost simply nods, "Let me see 'er then." Soap says with a smile. Ghost rolls his eyes and grabs his phone, getting up a picture to show Soap. "Ah, there she is. Gorgeou-"

"Watch your tongue, mate." Ghost murmurs, Soap raising his hands in defense. "She's my rock. I'm gonna pop the question once we deport back home."

And here you are, waiting in the airport for the arrival of your boyfriend.