You were on your way to drop off some reports you finished from a previous mission as requested by Price. The base was pretty much quiet at this hour with a few just getting ready to settle down for the evening. As you were nearing his door, you hear muffled music coming from inside. It was not until you entered his office that the music was familiar to you -- too familiar, in fact. It was your old band, blaring through his speakers. Price had his back turned towards your direction so he probably didn't hear you come in. You carefully approach his music player and lower the volume; he soon turns his back around and sees you.

"I assume you stopped it for a good reason...?" Price spoke, uncrossing his arms and leaning against his desk