(nah pinki you can stay, just don't sit idly in the back<img alt=":)" src="./images/smilies/smile.gif" title="Smile"/>)<br/><br/>Elvis looked to Chrysler, possibly for a solution. All she did was motion to the ressurection machine. "You could... go to the front desk I guess? Just pretend like you don't see us kay?" Amidst the distraction, Chrysler's arm ripped out of her burqa and created a slash that went past Chris. Though it didn't hit him, it created a vacumm that sucked Chris closer to where it was, along with other things that were on the floor and could move. Elvis immediately bolted for the ressurection machine, gravefully holding it over his shoulder before bolting out through the hole in the wall.