Price was heard walking fast down the hallway, nearly running and seemingly talking to himself - but he wasn't. He bursts into the room, holding a... what ever the hell it is by it's tail.

Gaz nearly chokes on his tea, Soap looks at the hybrid with his eyes wide and Ghost remains neutral as ever. Laswell looks up from her computer and pauses.

"John... where the hell did you get that from?" She points at the hybrid.

"Fuckin' hell, I dont know?! It just kinda appeared here!" Price says hastily.

Ghost sighs and sets the Glock he was cleaning on the table. "Thats a hybrid you dumbfucks."