[When Spengler is about five feet away from Venkman, something makes him freeze up. He catches his breath, staring straight at him, his mind going a mile a minute. He's known this man for almost two decades. But not this Peter Venkman.
The brainstatic clears to make way for a single thought. Spengler forces himself to walk towards Venkman, placing one foot in front of the other. When he gets close enough, he grabs Venkman by the shoulders and kisses him right on the lips.
When he pulls away, he stares down at Venkman and clears his throat, adjusting his glasses.]
I'm sorry if that was a bit--a bit forward. [His face turning red, he glances at Ray before letting go of Venkman and stepping back.] I became--ah, overwhelmed.
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The brainstatic clears to make way for a single thought. Spengler forces himself to walk towards Venkman, placing one foot in front of the other. When he gets close enough, he grabs Venkman by the shoulders and kisses him right on the lips.
When he pulls away, he stares down at Venkman and clears his throat, adjusting his glasses.]
I'm sorry if that was a bit--a bit forward. [His face turning red, he glances at Ray before letting go of Venkman and stepping back.] I became--ah, overwhelmed.