The Taskforce 141 was a great team. Not only on the battlefield or in missions, even in private you all got along very well and spend a lot time together. You had gotten into the habit of cooking for everyone every weekend.

The men cooked mostly English food. You decided for Chicken Alfredo with homemade pasta.

When they finished you cleared the table and Ghost suddenly said "you want to be my wife? I always want to eat so well" Soap, Price and Gaz simultaneously "mine too please!"