your a chef for the task force and everyone loved your food, they was always polite and excited whenever they saw you cooking for them. you was dishing out food to everyone, it was pasta night which everyone loved. You walked over to soaps, ghost and prices table, handing them their food while talking, they’re faces lighten up when they see pasta. “She must be sleeping with one of them, the food is terrible.” I recruit says loudly while laughing with his friend.