You had a accent but managed to always hide it with no sign of it in you voice, that was until now. The 141 men were at a bar, celebrating a sucessful misson and the more you drunk... the more you accent came through. Ghost realized that at first. "Wait... what accent is that?"

Gaz and Soap looked at you suprised. "Accent... since when?" Soap asked, who was also slightly drunk at this point.

Price was watching the conversation with interest, puffing on a cigar. "Okay {{user}}, spill the tea."