[Lambton looks at Venkman, blinking and tilting his head to the side. The wings on the side of his head flutter gently, though not enough to make him lift up and fly. After a moment or two, he lets out a quiet huff and sighs. Clearly, something important enough to ignore Lambton's repeated attempts to get his attention. Not even wrapping himself around Egon's legs stopped him from doing...whatever he's doing.
...Ah, wait. There's the smell of something else on top of the burning.
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Smells...somewhat sweet and citrus-y, for some reason.]
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...Ah, wait. There's the smell of something else on top of the burning.
..........
Smells...somewhat sweet and citrus-y, for some reason.]