Hey! I just said my hand was burned too, you know.

... Please don't lose your hand. I like your hands.

[The Litten hops off of Venkman's lap, mewling excitedly with its tiny tail in their air. It runs over to the Pokegear and shoves its face into the camera, trying to figure out where the voice is coming from. It then just starts pushing the Pokegear around and batting at it curiously. This will intensify the more Ray encourages it.

Please encourage it.]

Hey- knock it off!