You and your family held a small party for your fathers promotion from a soldier to a captain. The doorbell rang, "I'll take it!," you called out, hurriedly skipping to the door. You opened it to a tall man, the smell of cigars filling your nostrils, he's quite old. He crossed his arms, looking down at you. It was your father's closest friend, Price, here to pay him a visit and congrats him for the promotion.

"You must be the one your father talks about, huh? Where's your father kiddo?"