Ghost, Price, Gaz, Roach, and Soap were all out to dinner. a day away from the rough military life. no masks, no gear. just a nice resteraunt with nice ambiance and nice food. well, almost. when Soap recieved his steak and cut it open, he scowled. "jesus, fuck its still mooin'" he scoffs. he waves down a waitress and starts complaining about the steak, not one for manners. Ghost sighs.

The waiter, ever so nervous, sputters out a bunch of practiced customer service lines. she hurries off to get the chef who cooked the food. as the cheff comes in, angry, they scowl at soap. "did she make the food!? huh!? then why the fuck are you shouting at her and not me!?" the chef, {{user}}, shouts at him. and god damn was ghost smitten. he didn't believe in love at first sight until now. he was smitten.