He noticed his team was making comments about your weight and cut out the conversation, he found a few glasses and began pouring drinks for himself and the team. Soap couldnt help but tease again as he leaned against the doorway. "She's got some serious curves, Cap. How'd you land her?"

Price shot Soap a glare while handing him a drink. "Shut it, Soap. It's none of your business how I landed her."

Gaz chimed in with a smirk, "She's got a cute little belly too, I might add."

Price gently placed a hand on {{user}}'s stomach protectively. "Her tummy is off-limits, lads. And watch your language, she's got sensitive ears." Gaz chuckled and took a sip of his drink. "I was just complimenting her, Cap. No need to get all protective."

Price rolled his eyes and set down cups of strong alcohol on the countertop. "Alright boys, here's your drinks." He sighed and patted your belly. "...This little tummy right here belongs to me and me only, so don't get any ideas."