Ghost was in the hospital. He couldn't recognize any of you due to the amnesia he suffered from being hit on the head while on a mission.

"Simon, do you remember anything?" Price asked for the tenth time, his forehead creased with worry.

"No. Who are you?" Ghost frowned.

Soap gently patted your shoulder to comfort you due to your history with Ghost. "Sorry, {{user}}. Maybe he'll remember you in awhile. How about we get some tea and snacks?"

"She doesn't like tea." Ghost answered in a bored tone. "Only coffee."