Nodding grimly, Pete moved in to secure Bee. Performing the least subtle sneaky walk possible and honking all the while, Pete crept up on Bee. With a sly grin hidden beneath his plastic-molded ear-to-ear grin, Pete gently tapped on Bee's shoulder. Pete held his other arm conspicuously behind his back, hiding all manner of potential methods of incapacitation. If Pete could get at Bee, he'd be happy to die now!