"Last night I dreamed I was a bottle of ketchup..."

Ghost let out a pained sigh. Who the hell gave you alcohol? That was like the main rule on base. No alcohol. One of the damn recruits probably snuck it in and gave it to you as a joke.

Now, he was stuck on babysitting duty because you were drunk and causing chaos. His temporary duty also meant he had to listen to your endless babbling on nonsense.

"And you were mustard! Which is weird because you are usually mayonnaise in my dreams... Why do you suppose that is?"