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A telepathic sigh.

Believe me, this was NOT my idea.

The Ranger is trying to find a discrete place to go corporeal.

Peter winced. He'd gotten used to the quietness in his head again.

"Oh, you're back."

He added with another wince, "Yeah, well, giving me and anybody else with psi radar a migraine. Any way to turn the settings to dim?"

That's what an encounter suit or a physical body generally does, he replies. Let me just find a closet...I would prefer that this quirk not be common knowledge if possible.

Eyes closed now. Ahh, a bit better though there was still that bright orange light like somebody shining a halogen light right through his eyelids.

"There's stalls in the men's room." He jerked a thumb behind him.

Ahhh. Thank you.

The orb darts away. The doors to the restroom open apparently open of their own accord as he approaches.

"Yeah, fine, you owe me a big bottle of aspirin in a bit," he growled a little, rubbing his eyes, and blinking some.

A few minutes and a bottle of aspirin and a large, cold beer is plunked down in front of Peter.

If he looks up, there will be a mildly embarassed, evolved human standing before him.

"I am sorry about that," he says. "The Door's timing...was somewhat lacking, I fear."

He grabbed the lid in one hand, quickly popped the top, and downed a couple of pills. Beer then grabbed in free hand, and woosh, pills get washed down with some brew. He finally lowered the drink, and the bottle was recapped.

"Yeah, you need some kind of warning alarm when that happens or something. I know Bar's got a quirkier sense of humor, and maybe even the Landlord too. But jeez, ow..."

That gets a quiet laugh.

"What? A Uncorporate Entity alert? Or perhaps just a photocell activated one. As annoying as this is, I am NOT going to wear a body or suit constantly on the off chance I'll wind up here."

He stretches slowly. "They get...constricting at times. So, Dr. Venkman. Aside from this, how have things been going for you?"

"Yeah, I'm not thrilled about schlepping the proton pack regularly, it comes in handy from time to time."

Peter then said, "You got a bit? This is gonna take a while." He did a summary of updates, including Oscar being kidnapped, and then later found. Bringing Maria here. Ongoing problems with more ghost activity, and him being offered a shot to run as mayor. Some highlights of stuff from Danny's world. Also highlights about the Armegeddon clock from the summer, helping Ray deal with Peck, and whatever else happened to Peter since he saw the Ranger last.

Probably gonna be a long while. The beer will be long gone.

Cue much blinking (in-between his jaw clenching with controlled anger as certain places in the narrative) with eyebrows going so high you would think they were trying to transplant themselves to his bald scalp.

"An eventful time, I see," he says as he waves a waitrat over. A refill is definately in order. "And to think I have been simply involved in equine husbandry."

"Yeah? Lucky for you. Sounds like a nice vacation."

One eyebrow quirks in an ironic manner.

"You, my friend, have never been tasked with 'collecting' a stallion."