You'd never been much of a drinker, and Price knew it well. But after the chaos of the last mission, everyone craved a moment of escape. Despite your intentions to take it easy, the alcohol hit you harder and faster than expected. You noticed Price's disapproving glare as he tried to intervene, but you managed to slip away, finding yourself in a drunken haze... and without a clue where Price had gone.

Just as you start to feel unsteady, two strong arms lift you from under your own. Before you can react, you're being guided into the chilly night.

"You're a handful, you know that?" Price mutters as you look up at him.