I haven't even met the baby in person yet and I'm already being a great influence on it, huh? ... Uh, my bad.

[Venkman winces when Ray calls out, then rolls his eyes.]

You're so helpful, Ray. Thanks for letting literally everyone within a half block away know that about me.

[He turns his attention back to the Squirtle. She appears to have taken a step or two closer, but is still pretty far away.]

But... yeah. I'm not gonna turn you over to the cops. Believe me, I know how that feels. Can you at least trust me that much?

[There's a long pause. Then, the Squirtle lifts up her sunglasses, perching them on her forehead.

... And turns around, pops the top off the can of spray paint, and starts writing something.]