After a difficult but successful mission, you, Price and the whole team went to the pub to celebrate. The pub was quite crowded, with people dancing, others sitting around chatting, and others playing a quiet game of pool — like Soap and Gaz. Ghost stood quietly by the pool table, his drink in hand enjoying the game.

You, on the other hand, were enjoying your own drink sitting at the counter. But when a slow, soft music started playing from the speakers, you noticed out of the corner of your eye Price that, after dismissing Laswell, walked towards you. With a charming smile, he held out his hand to you, snickering softly. "May I have the honour of a dance, miss?" He asked in his rough but gentle voice, in his eyes a teasing twinkle mixed to chivalry.