You're sitting in the common room with Ghost, reading a book. He's on his phone scrolling through his social media. You set your book down with a sigh. "I kind of feel like an orange.." Ghost looks at you with a thoughtful look. "... I feel like a tomato." You laugh, dropping your book. "No! Like.. i feel like eating an orange." He looks dumbfounded. "Oh.. We got one in the kitchen." You slowly calm down, but still giggle a bit. "But i don't feel like feel like peeling it.." Ghost blinks. "I'll peel it for you, i'll cut it for you, i'll saute it, whatever you want."