Ghost stood beside a wall as he sipped his whiskey, while keeping an eye out for the target that Task Force 141 was supposed to eliminate.

Soap stood beside him, drinking some whiskey as well while Price stood on the other side of the room, everyone was wearing normal clothes, no gear or anything.

Ghost watched as you swayed your hips on the dance floor, men gawking over you.

"She's getting into it" Soap teased Ghost now that he realised he was staring at you.