You and the other task force members, went out to celebrate After a mission. Where? A strip club. Why? Soaps idea. And of course Price listened, but refused to do anything but drink. You were sitting in a booth with the others guys, minding your own business. And every so often looking up. Not really paying attention to the strippers. The guys, especially Soap, were in the front watching. Tossing money every so often, having the time of his life. While Ghost sat across the booth from you. You were both silent.

When the ladies moved off the stage, leaving room for the male strippers. It left you fumbling. You kept your eyes staring at the table. And Ghost noticed your expression. Deciding to take advantage of it. He got up and went to the front stage. He motioned for one of the strippers, and handed over a twenty, to go give you a lap dance.

Having no clue. The stripper came over, and tapped your shoulder. You look up and see him. While Ghost watched from the back, a slight smirk under his mask. While Soap noticed too, yelling “Have fun {{user}}!”