fandomhighdorms | Dorm Basement, Friday the 13th Evening

The ~~Ghost~~ Gremlin Busters have succeeded.

"You know, the Proton packs really weren't such a good idea." Ray says, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"I concur," Egon says, brushing charred bits of gremlin off his jumpsuit. "But it seems to have worked."

"Using the twinkies to lure them out was a great idea." Ray adds.

"Yeah, brilliant. You two called me away from a beautiful woman to come join the barbecue, alright?" Venkman grumbles. "So drinks are on you. It's Milla Time!"

"Yeah, can you really believe they paid us in advance? We're set for at least three months, maybe even four if we budge properly." Ray smiles.

"If we lower our Chinese Take-Away intake, we might even get five." Egon grins and nods.

"Great thinking!" Ray shouts, and high-fives Egon.

"You two kill me. And I mean that in the you make my heart stop and fail to continue beating sort of way." Venkman snarks, lighting up a cigarette. "So, what do we do with the flash-fried gremlin legs?"

"I say... dump 'em in the pool?" Ray shrugs. "You shoulda seen the readings we got from there. It was disturbing."

"Yes, a few gremlin corpses in the water won't hurt. I think." Egon says, scratching his chin. "But then again, it is closed for repairs and cleaning anyway."

"Kill our bird with their stone." Venkman looks suitably impressed. "Good plan. Alright boys, lets dump these suckers."

And they begin to do just that.

[ooc: Do you REALLY want to talk to them? Here's your chance. Just remember this would be -during- the dance.]