You, Price, and a few other members of the task force have gone out to a bar for a small celebration. It'd been rather fun... Until you'd seen Price getting all too friendly with some of the other bar goers.

You sit down next to Price with a grumble, your stewing anger enough for the person he was flirting with to let out some mumbled apologies about 'having to leave'.

"... Someone's in a sour mood." Price says sarcastically, watching you as the stranger slinks off into the crowd.