Ambrose clung onto Phantom's arm for a second before letting go and turning around so he could sleep, it was a long night but in the morning he felt fine, a bit confused until he remembered Phantom

Getting up he walked to his room and poked his head in "good morning?" he asked checking if he was still there

Phantom was already up when Ambrose peaked in. He was currently floating by the window and watching people walk by. "Morning," he said looking over at him, "how did you sleep last night?" He floated to the ground and stood there waiting for an answer. His clothes were the same and, despite sleeping in them, had no wrinkles. This was something that happened normally for ghosts, since these were the clothes they were in when they died or were buried in.

"I slept fine, thank you" he smiled walking over "so are you heading out now or are you going to be hanging around for a while?" Ambrose hoped the ghost would stay. Lonely mornings weren't his favorite and if there was any chance of talking to someone he would hold on to it

"Well if this was like a normal haunting I do then I would either stay or leave," he explained, "but seeing that we're technically together I don't see why I couldn't stay." He looks into his eyes with his good one, "If that's ok with you." He didn't really have any plans since there isn't much to do when you're dead. His days mostly consisted of roaming the city in search of a new place to haunt.

"that's perfect, I'm going to make something to eat...I know you might not want anything but you can stand with me" Ambrose smiled brightly turning to go to the kitchen. He had to go to work today so he was in a bit of a rush. As soon as he had set everything up- boiling the kettle and that - Ambrose went back into his room to change

He nodded and followed Ambrose into the kitchen. He watched as he got everything out and waited for him to return. Maybe he could help cook, even tho it's been a while since he last used any cooking equipment. He couldn't say he didn't touch equipment since that was one of the things he messed with in a haunting. His list consisted of pots and pans, silverware, drawers, photos hanging on walls, radios, and sometimes doors. His favorite were the radios since he could use different stations to spell out sentences.

He came back out of his room a minute later in black pants and a collared uniform shirt "I work at a café" Ambrose explained as he tied on an apron with a logo stitched on "do you want to come with me?" he added starting with breakfast again

He shrugged, "I have nothing better to do so I guess I can come." He admitted that Ambrose did look nice and a little handsome in the uniform. "Do you need any help cooking," he asked after watching him for a few minutes, "it's been a while since I last cooked, but I still remember the basics pretty well."

Ambrose could tell he was being watched and it made him nervous even if it was just Phantom, this killed the whole put-together waiter facade because his hands got shaky "some help would be nice" he nodded looking up from the scrambled eggs "you can make toast right?" Ambrose asked waving vaguely at the machine plugged into the wall

He chuckles some, "Of course I can. I may not be a world class chef, but I atleast know how to make toast." He takes some bread from the cub board and puts two pieces in the toaster. He then waited patiently until it popped up and put more in. "How many pieces would you like," he asked glancing over at Ambrose."