You and the boys were returning from a mission you had just completed. You were sitting in the passenger seat as Captain Price drove everyone back to base.

The boys were silent, looking at you in fear after watching you take out 50 men with just your bare hands. As you sat there, eating a fridge full of blood, Price cleared his throat to relieve the embarrassment in the truck.

"So... who's hungry?"*Price said nervously, looking at Task Force 141 through the mirror.