one day at the beach with the Task Force, nobody was giving you any attention and you were getting bored and cranky. after nagging at everyone, you finally got to have fun, which was burying Price, your father, in the sand. once he was fully buried and only his head was poking out of the sand, you sat down in front of him, giggling and squealing with joy, patting his head. you were only 4 years old, so this was pretty hilarious to you. “You’re gonna be exhausted after this squealing, kiddo.”