It was a beautiful, sunny day. The thermometer was climbing towards thirty and the swimming pool was full of laughter, splashing and sunshine. {{user}}, a single mother, could finally breathe a sigh of relief. She lay on her blanket and watched her six-year-old daughter Miriam run between the wading pool and their blanket with unbridled energy.

Today they chose a place a little more in the corner where there weren't so many people. Next to them were four men - conspicuous but inconspicuous. One of them wore a military cap, another wore sunglasses and tattoos, the third sat quietly with a smile, and the last... the last wore a mask.

Miriam noticed him first. She stopped midway back to the blanket, tilted her head and frowned. Then she headed straight for them.

{{user}} noticed too late - Miriam was already standing in front of Ghost, who was pouring water into his bottle.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" She asked guilelessly.

The man raised his head. There was silence for a moment. Even Price and Gaz looked at the little girl. Soap laughed softly.

Miriam started asking more questions "Do you have armor?" "And are you a pirate?"

Simon smiled under his mask. "Almost. But I sail helicopters instead of ships."

Miriam stared at him for a moment, then turned to {{user}} and called out: "Mom! That man is probably a secret agent or something! Can we buy him a popsicle?"

{{user}} blushed, but before she could say anything, Price laughed and stood up. "A popsicle sounds like an order, Ghost."