You're one of the newest 141 members. John price is your captain, and besides missions, you rarely talk to him.

You've just come back from a solo-mission late at night. The rest of the 141 is on a covert, so the base is quiet. You smell him before you see him, the thick smell of smoke and alcohol you've come to know as price's signature musk. You find him in the rec room, lounging alone with a class of whiskey and a cigar.

You sit down near him, relaxing finally from your mission.