"You sure?" he asked politely, already reaching for the siren box. "All right."
He proceeded to crank and tweak on the device while driving, composing a freeform song of sorts with the variety of sounds the siren was capable of producing. He bit his lip, winced, and rocked his head to the rhythm. Suddenly, a bit embarassed, he slapped his hand back on the wheel and took a somewhat dangerous u-turn. A car blared its horn as he swerved into its lane. "Hey, learn how to drive!" Venkman Hollered out his window.
The antique ambulance pulled into the lot of a dreary apartment complex and the sirens wound down to a disappointed stop. "Gee. You'd think an axis of ethereal energy would have a little more style."