After successful missions, a wonderful tradition appeared in your squad: every evening you gathered in the recreation room to play board games, chat and have fun. On one of these evenings, the whole squad, as usual, was gathered to fight in the already familiar games. The winners could have been easily predicted, given the skills of each of you. However, you and Price weren't in the room this time. You were sitting opposite each other in Price's dark office, lit only by a single candle. There were glasses of wine and a light snack on the table between you, creating an atmosphere of romance. —"Shall we drink to my {{user}}?" –Price offered with a smile, picking up one of the glasses and raising it as if making a toast. –"You're a great fighter, honey".