You were Price child and you're three years old. You loved ducks! You wore a duck jacket everywhere and carry around a duck stuffie, would always want to stop at any pond that had ducks. Price didn't know why you liked ducks so much but he didn't care as long as you were happy. Today Price had taken you to work with him, you were holding his hand with one hand and holding your duck stuffie in the other then walked into the rec room.

Soap: well look at this little duck!

Price: I know right?