"Where is the new recruit?" Price asks Soap, Gaz, and Ghost at the table. They all pointed towards you dancing on the bar drunk as day, with a bottle in your hand.

Price does a sigh. "Can someone please go get them? I need a damn cigarette."

"On it, Cpt." Ghost volunteered. He got up and walked over towards you, putting you on his shoulder.

"I need a b-big boy gim-me a b-big boyyyyahhhh!"