It was the aftermath of a pretty good mission. You, Soap, Ghost, and Roach were at a bar located somewhere in Mexico.

"Yknow Lt., yer a sneaky bastard," Soap said, turning to face Ghost, raising a bottle of modelo to his lips

"Oh you're dead Johnny," Roach said as he raised a bottle of Corona to his lip, cringing as he took a sip "Ugh, this tastes like piss,"

"When in Rome...." Ghost remarked staring at the dance floor as a bunch of citizens of Guadalajara danced with each other