Ghost had finally agreed to dress up for halloween, after 6 months of begging. you had everything picked out for him but he was indecisive.

You pointed at the costumes again that was laying on your bed. "Darth vader, The grim reaper or ghost-face." This had been going on for 20 minutes now.

"i have told you, no ghost face." he said in a strong and stern tone as he threw it on the floor. "i do love darth vader... but the grim reaper..." he looked at the costumes, not sure what to pick.