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"You have reached Dr. Egon Spengler. Please leave a message, preferably fifty words or less."

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[pkemeter]

[Egon continues to stare at Venkman before looking off to the side, the barest expression of irritation on his face.]

Lack of respect did not stop us from starting our own business and providing an invaluable service to the public. We were ultimately in the right.

[He sounds vaguely smug about it.]

This argument doesn't concern you. I suggest you stay out of this.

[neverstudied]

Yeah, but it sure as hell made it harder.

It concerns me 'cause it concerns you. Shockingly, I care about you and don't want you pouting for the rest of the day- or the week- because you got in a fight with someone over the internet.

[pkemeter]

I am not pouting. I am thinking about strategy.

[Egon falls silent, apparently mulling over the whole situation. He exhales sharply, his voice taking on a slightly softer tone.]

I suppose I shouldn't worry about it for now--what is done is done.

...But let it be said, the moment I see Pines again in person, I will be challenging him.

[neverstudied]

Whatever you say, sweetheart.

[Half-sarcastic, half-fond. At least Egon's finally calming down a bit. Venkman leans over to kiss him as Miska curls closer into Egon's arms, content.]

... Please try to keep any challenges to just Pokemon battles. Dude's old, but he could still probably snap your neck.

[pkemeter]

Only if he has hands.

[Ominous! At least he reacts to the kiss, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards.]

I've already challenged him--I told him that the next time I am in Johto, I'm marching into his gym and obliterating him.

[neverstudied]

I'm sure you will.

[Smartly, Venkman decides not to comment on the potential removal of Ford Pines' hands or the fact that Egon might be slightly overconfident about beating a seasoned veteran of the battling in this dimension. He instead capitalizes on the slight grin on Egon's face and kisses him again- and again, and again...]

[pkemeter]

[That at least gets Egon's attention away from the fact that he's supposed to be angry at Ford. He shifts Miska in his arms, reaching for Venkman's hand and intertwining his fingers with his.

Miska's not being put down anytime soon. Sorry, Venkman. The gross trilobite is staying with Egon.

After a pause, he says--]

Are you trying to distract me?

[neverstudied]

[Unfortunate, as one of the Omanyte's tentacles proceeds to brush against Venkman's wrist. He recoils for a moment, but recovers quickly.]

Me? Distract you? Of course not. Perish the thought.

... Unless it's working.

[pkemeter]

[Egon seems to struggle with how to respond to that. Then, with some reluctance--]

It is.

[He sounds almost annoyed at it, but the barest traces of a smile on his face say otherwise.]

I would still appreciate some support with regards to my feud with Dr. Pines.

[It's been...like...only a few hours....]

[neverstudied]

Mhmmm.

[Smug bastard.]

C'mon, you know I'm on your side. Even if "your side" leads to public humiliation- wouldn't be the first time, right?

[The necromancy incident... getting kicked out of Columbia for not producing results in a timely fashion... and so on and so forth.

That said, if Ford asks him, Venkman's absolutely gonna try to explain that he tried to talk sense into Egon. But Egon doesn't need to know that part.]

[pkemeter]

I wouldn't be, no.

[Egon looks thoughtful, glancing downwards. Then, after a pause--]

Are you going to tell Ray and Winston about this incident?

[He sounds almost...a little worried?]

[neverstudied]

[Flatly:]

You went on a public post and made a public video thread complaining publicly with one of the most respected scientists in this dimension about a controversial subject.

I don't think you have to worry about me telling them. They'll sleuth it out themselves.

[pkemeter]

[....]

Point taken.

[Hopefully, Ray and Winston won't bully him too much about this.]

Ah. Speaking of--Winston and I were planning on exploring the neighboring islands for data and organisms. We shouldn't be spending more than a day out.