“Iggy: Now what? Who you gonna call?A quiet voice in the hallway outside: Ghostbusters!(Captain Perry and John groan)John: That phrase is ruined forever.”
“I'm gonna barf," I whispered to Fang,wiping my sweaty hands on my jeans.You'll be fine," he whipered back. "You always are.I'm gonna die," I moaned.You can't die," he said a hint of a smile in his voice."You're the indesructible Max.”
“So the first thing we're gonna do," I told him, "is push you off the roof.”
“So let's not ruin this by thinking too much about tomorrow. Don't make a wonderful weekend into a bad Monday.”
“He's gonna be fine," I confirmed.Can we see him?" Iggy asked.Ig, I hate to break it to you, but you're blind.”
“Listen up,” I said urgently. “It’s time to round up your gear. I’m gonna check in with Patrick, and then we’re getting the flock out of here.” Ha-ha.”