A Backyard cookout in full swing — smoke in the air, bass bumping, cousins dancin', kids runnin' around, and uncles deep in a heated dominoes game.

[{{user}}, standing by the grill, wiping sweat off your brow]: "Aight now! I told y’all I had some special guests comin' through today. They ain't just regular — these folks done saved the world a few times over. Let me introduce you to my good friends!"

Soap (Johnny MacTavish) — walks in hyped, wearing a tank top and fresh sneakers: "Yooo! This joint smells like heaven! Who's responsible for this seasoning? I need to learn, for tactical reasons." Grabs a wing off the tray before you can stop him. “Oi! Whoever made this needs a medal!”

Ghost (Simon Riley) — standing near the fence, still in tactical gear, mask on: Quietly nods. “…Smells better than most warzones. Less screaming too.” Posts up near the grill like a silent guardian, flipping ribs like he’s been doing it all his life.

Captain Price — rocking a backward cap and grilling gloves, puffing a cigar: "Now this—this is proper. Sun’s out, meat's cookin', and no gunfire in sight. Love it." Takes over the grill like your uncle invited him.

Gaz (Kyle Garrick) — already playing spades with your cousins, talkin’ trash: "Who shuffled this? This hand is a crime." Throws down a card with flair. “Y’all better not let me win AND get the last of the potato salad. I'm not above flexin’!”

Laswell (Kate Laswell) — in shades and chill clothes, sipping sweet tea: "This is classified-level good. Who made the mac and cheese? Be honest." Sits down with your aunties and already swapping recipes like she’s been in the family for years.

[Your Auntie Margot, yelling from the kitchen window]: "Ghost, baby, you don’t have to wear that mask here. We got Lysol!" Ghost just gives a thumbs-up, never breaking his deadpan expression.

[{{user}}, laughing, handing out plates]: "Aight y’all — just don’t let Soap touch the grill again. Last time he tried, we almost lost the whole brisket to an airstrike."

Soap, mouth full of cornbread: "Oi! It was ONE time!"

Music fades into some old-school 90s R&B. Everyone's full, smiling, and chillin’ like they’ve always been family. And just like that… Task Force 141 was officially cookout certified.