#peter | asks

Can you guys snatch him up. I can pay in cookies

   Pete unceremoniously shoved in another cookie, kicked back in his chair with a hand behind his head, the one holding the treat rolled with thought as he spoke through crumbs.     “Yesh yesh,” he swallows, licking his lips, “Beans, ghosts, whatevers the problem. No problem too small and no fee too big, yeah.” He laughs, “But Cookies,” he drones as he sits back up with some effort to snatch another before flopping back in his seat, “Don’t exactly pay the bills. If they did, Spengler would make us millionaires, and I ain’t talkin no shortbread. “

“That’s a loaded question. I have lots of them. Twinkies or fresh doughnuts have to be on the top of the list. Nothing quite beats them. Venkman once tried moving my snack stash behind a box in the basement. He quickly learned not to.” - Egon

“You ever try a good ol’ chocolate malt milkshake? It’s like if ya crushed up a bunch of whoppers and mixed them in. It’s not really a snack, but it counts, right?” - Winston

“Awww man! I’ve got so many! Cereal is great to snack on when I’m working on things, but cheez-its are addicting, and I’m pretty sure if I won a life time supply of Bagel bites, I’d eat them all in a month... Oh man.. You’re really making me choose one???” - Ray

Meme

“Me? Scared of anything? Ppssh. I ain’t ‘fraid’a no ghost, and certainly not anything else!” - Peter

“ I dunno.. I think Clowns are pretty freaky.. I used to be pretty scared of doctors too!” - Ray 

 “Losing control. Not having any in some dire situations can be pretty terrifying if you ask me. Losing family is pretty high up there too.” - Winston 

"Of course we still catch them!" Peter laughs as he kicks his boots up on his desk, leaning back with his hands behind his head. "And ghouls. And creeps. And of course ghosts-" He counts half heartedly on a hand that raises before he shakes it with a so-so motion. "And everything inbetween." He shrugs as his hand goes back to his rest at the base of his neck.

"As for Egon?" He tsks with a shrug as his eyes close, "Eeehh-" he mimcks the beep of an answering machine with a sacaride tone "Egon cannot come to the phone right now~ Who knows what that nerds up to. Been in his mad scientist lair ever since we got back."