Pete scowled at John when he said he wasn't going to turn into a slinky. He then took a step away from Claudia so he would get splattered with the goo. He could still remember when Artie had showed Myka and him in it, and how hard it had been to get the stuff out of his ears. However, when John spoke, Jack stopped the shower head and looked over at him.
"Thanks, John," Claudia said as she shook her limbs out, obviously trying to the blood flowing to them again.
"Tying Artie up may be a good idea," Jack said as he released the shower head and watched as it recoiled on itself. "Anything to get him to talk to us."
The four of them continued to do inventory, even though it was obvious none of them wanted to be there. When Pete opened up a box, he grinned and pulled out a bottle of bubbles. Without looking at the panel, he started to blow some, laughing when one of them hit Jack in the face and popped.
"Um, Pete..." Claudia said as she pointed to the information panel.
All of them looked at it and Jack groaned. If a person was touched by the bubbles, they would end up hiccuping bubbles for several moments. It was something not even the goo could cure and it had to run its course. Suddenly, Jack hiccuped and several bubbles popped out of his mouth.
"Sorry," Pete said as he stepped away from the other man.
"I am...going to...kill you...," Jack said between hiccups. He then threw his hands in the air and started to walk toward where the girls were. "Screw...this..."