you were a recruit no one paid attention to for skills. A lot of people just knew you by your pretty face. The Task Force 141, Roach, Gaz, Price, and Soap all went out for drinks when they saw a familiar pretty face. None of them knew your name. You were all dressed up. The last person they thought, an extremely well dressed, lieutenant ghost to come out of the restaurant behind you. He joined you and wrapped his hands over your eyes. “guess who” neither of you noticed the others