Blank and Scarlet
Blank kept his eyes on everyone and everything, especially the jealous Johnn, which was kind of fun to watch. He chuckled a little to himself at that fact. But, he finally felt her, how could he not? He knew his wife, inside and out. When she came up behind him in her ghostly form and whisper in his ear. Every hair on his body, even the greased up ones, stood on edge. He stood up straight with a smile on his face.
"Hello.." Blank turned around to her, seeing her looking completely different, his eyes widened in surprise. What. Was. This. She said she had a surprise for him, but this.. "Scarlet... You, look..." Before he could say the either the words: 'amazing' 'beautiful' 'fantastic' or 'astonishing' among others, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his lips to hers.
How the entire barroom floor didn't stop in their tracks to stare, he didn't know. To him, at least, she was the most gushingly beautiful person to take a step into the entire bar.