He turns and begins to walk away, gesturing for Raphael to follow. If Dean thinks that means this whole business is all over though, he'll be disappointed: the vines don't disappear or loosen at all. All that changes in the way of props is that a small team of cartoon rodents appear. Their outfits identify them as Alvin and the Chipmunks, and in case Dean has any trouble recognising them, they'll start singing a while later - probably about twenty minutes before they begin to chew through the vines. After a few paces, Gabriel looks back over his shoulder with a smirk that's about as far away from reassuring as is physically possible.
"Enjoy your night, Deano. Don't let the bedbugs bite... or anything else."
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He turns and begins to walk away, gesturing for Raphael to follow. If Dean thinks that means this whole business is all over though, he'll be disappointed: the vines don't disappear or loosen at all. All that changes in the way of props is that a small team of cartoon rodents appear. Their outfits identify them as Alvin and the Chipmunks, and in case Dean has any trouble recognising them, they'll start singing a while later - probably about twenty minutes before they begin to chew through the vines. After a few paces, Gabriel looks back over his shoulder with a smirk that's about as far away from reassuring as is physically possible.
"Enjoy your night, Deano. Don't let the bedbugs bite... or anything else."