Marcel stood stark still after the threat of needles entering him. "Okay okay okay you win this round only cause I fear needles more than broken ribs!"  Marcel stood till the chair was close by and sat down looking at molly like she pulled a dirty move. "Can I at least horse around in this chair or do I gotta behave?" Looking at Molly with a squirrely look in his eyes and his tongue out of his mouth positioned as if he was concentrating on aiming as if he was going to do something silly.