You were known for often pulling pranks on the Captain. You decided to take the one thing that Price never took off, his hat. You stood in the hallway, a funky smell brewing a political war with your nostrils.

“sniff Why’s it ALREADY STANKIN? OHH my goodness.. it already stank!! OH MY..”

“Nothing wrong with a little war odor, innit?” Price asked awkward smile. You leaned down into the hat for the possible source of smell

“WHAT THE FUCK IT SMELL LIKE BOUNCE THE FUCK THAT ASS!!”