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/ CHAPTER 8 /

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"oh, are you sure this it?" winston asked, when they entered the restaurant.

"yes. dad loves this place." tara assured him.

the reservee tried stopping them, but they just had gone right through without a care.

all eyes were on them when they entered the dinning hall.

"venkman!" they all yelled.

they started to talk over each other, making zero sense as they went over to peter and dana's table.

"it's absolutely incredible!" ray exclaimed.

"it was awful." tara corrected him.

"the greatest tangible evidence of psychic energy..." he began.

the reservee started demanding for them to leave the restaurant this instant or else he'd call the police.

of course, his words fell on deaf ears.

peter looked between them as all four of them talked at the same time, trying to give their side of the story.

"just a second." ray said to the reservee.

"boys, boys and girl. you're scaring the straights, okay?" peter stopped them.

tara scanned the area.

"damn. they really are scared." she confirmed.

"is there any way, we can do this tomorrow?" he requested.

"no, no. this won't wait until tomorrow, venkman." egon informed him. "it's hot, and it's ready to pop!"

"yeah, like a big ass pimple." tara emphasized.

"it's all over the city, pete." ray claimed. "under it, actually." he then corrected himself.

"rivers of the stuff."

"yes, and it's all flowing right to the museum."

"yeah, to the museum!" ray yelled, throwing his slimed hand out which a good amount of slime was then thrown onto some of the people that were sitting across from them.

tara's eyes widened, she stifled a laugh.

people let out a chorus of gasps.

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