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"God damn it guys..." Jeremy sighed, as things only continued to get louder and more chaotic. "Alright, fine. Let's get this shit done then. Venkman, I was really hoping the fancy gadgets meant you knew what was going on. Now that's a pretty crazy looking gun, so [i]please[/i] don't point it at me while I open the door. Tall Guy, keep on that door, and thanks for the help! Negan, I appreciate the help, really, I do, but I work in a kitchen, where hearing people over noise and chaos is [i]very[/i] important. I can hear her. And Glasses..."

He paused for a moment, not sure of how to say what he was about to.

Or if he should say it at all, for that matter.

"Shit, I can't believe I'm saying this, but good thinking. Keep [i]that[/i] up, and I might even take back your life ban! Don't fall back into the stupid shit from before though!"

He was already walking towards the door as he spoke, key in hand. The condiments on the door hadn't disappeared yet, and he knew that from the woman's shouting, there was more than just vines in that restroom...

"Alright, I'm gonna open the door now, ok? So lets just keep cal-"

Tiger.

There was a tiger in the women's restroom.

He quickly pulled the door closed again, staring back at the group with a blank expression.

"Ok, so I don't quite know how to say this, but there is a [i]very[/i] big tiger in there... Venkman, how likely will that gun be to work on a [i]fucking tiger?[/i]"