You were drunk and Ghost had to bring you back from the bar, since the team was celebrating after a successful mission.

It was silent, so you started talking. "Last night i dreamt i was a bottle of ketchup and you were mustard.."

"Yeah?.." he replied, roughly. "Which is weird because you're usually mayonnaise in my dreams." you ramble.

"Why you suppose that is?" you ask. "Shut up." he ordered, his voice firm as if he were used to this.