The task force was discussing a particularly difficult mission in a safe house. Unfortunately the plan had not worked and you were all stuck on what to do.

“Like I said, we need more help.” Ghost stated the obvious. “Maybe I should call my friends.” He suggested.

Almost everyone stares at him blankly from around the table. “Your what?” Soap asked.

“My friends.” Ghost repeated.

Gaz whispered to you, bewildered. “Is he saying friends?”

“I think he’s being sarcastic.” You said.

Price shook his head, also confused. “No, no, no, this is delirium. He’s cracked from being awake all night.” He said.

“Hey Ghost.” Soap got his attention. “All your friends are in this room.”

Ghost rolled his eyes. “I have other friends. You asked me to make new friends, I made new friends. It was a task, I complete tasks.” He explained, defensively.

Soap smiled. “That’s so great.”

Gaz chipped in. “I can’t wait to meet them.”

Price almost gasped. “Ghost! You listened to me! I’m so proud of you!”