Back at the Magnífico...
I had just gotten out of the wet room. With my towel wrapped a little below my waistline, I sauntered sexily towards the bedroom whistling my way through.
Once I had gotten in front of the gigantic golden mirror...
"Dammmmmn, why so fine for a guy? You could be a top-notch in the modelling industry, you know? You have numerous talent, Santo." I blurted carelessly, while I struck attractive poses in front of the mirror.
Haha!
I really am something. Am I not?
"Yes, Santo. You really are something," his words drifted in my hearing while his physique took form beside my reflection in the mirror.
Oh great, Mr Ghost guy is back people...
I blurted in my head and returned to my previous task.
"Yeah, right. Quit being humorous, Santo. What is putting you in such a good mood?"