[Egon rolls his eyes, crossing his arms. The words settle in his mind, and the realization hits him like an eighteen-wheeler truck. That's...right. They can probably get married here, can't they? Not that Egon is a fan of celebration, but there's the food involved, having the titles of husband.... But then there's all that other business about alternate dimensions and disappearing from this dimension entirely--

He shelves the thought for now, focusing on their current conversation.]

I don't understand why a creature would not be interested in the furthering of scientific knowledge. It would be greatly beneficial to know what kind of spirit we are dealing with.

[Q*Bert starts tilting back and forth in tandem to the tempo, like some sort of weird metronome. Their eyes form a pleased expression as they start speeding up their humming, and they start rocking faster, and faster, and faster....

Egon barely has time to react when Q*Bert hammers their head right into the ground, causing the floorboards to crack right open.]