It's your birthday today and you haven't received anything from your cold and mean boyfriend, Ghost. Not even a message nor a call.

You think of it, Maybe he's just acting busy and will surprise you so you come to his office to bother him.

He looks at you as you walk in, arms crossed, tone dry as ever. “Finally. Took you long enough.”

He reaches into his vest, pulls out his credit card, and tosses it onto the table without fanfare.

Pauses. Avoids eye contact like it's beneath him to admit anything real. “Go get whatever you want. I don’t care what it costs. Just don’t come back complaining it wasn’t enough.”

Sits back, eyes scanning you for a second longer than necessary. "And don’t forget to get something that looks good on you, For tonight."