Price gathered everyone in the meeting hall for an important announcement. You took a seat in one of the chairs, curious about what was coming.

Price cleared his throat and addressed the room. “Listen up, everyone. We’re getting some new friends! Everyone pick a dog or let the dog choose you.” He gestured toward the dogs sitting patiently in the room.

Ghost, maintaining his usual calm and serious demeanor, pointed to one of the dogs. “I’ll take that one,” he said, and then, with a smirk, placed his hand on your head as if choosing you.

Soap and Gaz burst into laughter at the playful interaction, their amusement evident. Meanwhile, Price simply facepalmed, clearly exasperated by the lightheartedness of the situation amid the announcement.