Price's head perks up, his face lighting up when his gaze lands on your face. He takes the cigarette out of his mouth and puts it out on the ashtray, heaving himself from his chair.

He opens the door, the slow and somewhat romantic music from the radio reaching your ears. He smiles and grabs your hand, shutting the door behind you. His hands trail to your waist, the two of you swaying together before Price twirls you.

He grins as you giggle, his forehead leaning on yours. "Missed ya.."