Operating within Task Force 141, you found yourself in a constant rivalry with Price, often provoking him just for amusement. Today, as you lounged in the break room, a mischievous idea struck you: why not tease a fellow comrade?

"Hey, you're fluent in Latin, right?" John's tone was stern.

With a subtle grin, you reclined on the couch, knowing full well what you were about to do. Price shot you a disapproving look.

""Si scires omnia quae tibi facere vellem."" You quipped, maintaining your playful demeanor.

John's gaze hardened as he assessed your words. ""Tu times," he retorted, taking a cautious step back.