[Michael pauses, then shakes his head, reaching up and poking Venkman's face with his claw. Dad's been okay so far. All he's really done is get these mushrooms and make them. The mushrooms have saved him from being closely examined...so far. And probably the threat of messing with Kirby's child.]
Mi-mi.....kyu.......
[Egon puts the now empty dish in the sink, dusting off his hands and turning to face Venkman. Just as he opens his mouth to speak, Lambton lets out a yawn and rolls his head to the side. Michael lets out a startled squeak, nearly falling over as he tries to wriggle out of Venkman's grasp. Egon rushes over to help, a concerned expression on his face.]
Michael--Michael, he's asleep. He can't hurt you.
[Michael doesn't want to listen--who cares if Dad gets scratched in the process?]
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Mi-mi.....kyu.......
[Egon puts the now empty dish in the sink, dusting off his hands and turning to face Venkman. Just as he opens his mouth to speak, Lambton lets out a yawn and rolls his head to the side. Michael lets out a startled squeak, nearly falling over as he tries to wriggle out of Venkman's grasp. Egon rushes over to help, a concerned expression on his face.]
Michael--Michael, he's asleep. He can't hurt you.
[Michael doesn't want to listen--who cares if Dad gets scratched in the process?]