It was a cold Friday night when you decided that you were going to go for a pint at the local pub. You sat at the bar, swilling your drink tediously as you heard the door open loudly.

You turn around to see a group of soldiers laughing as they enter - however one caught your gaze, the man with the skull mask, Simon 'Ghost' Riley. As you turn around, you heard his broad Manchester accent trail to the bar where you were standing.

"What you havin', darlin'?" He asked, smirking.