Zookeeper Yannick

*disappears around corner* L + ratio + cope harder

*Elsewhere, in a small, bare office, Yannick sits slumped in a chair. His superior, arms crossed, looms over him.* This is the final straw, Yannick. Go home. Don't come back tomorrow. *The door clicks shut, leaving him in stunned, seething silence.*

I guess*she says she while sliding onto ice floating in her tank*

*he watches as she slides onto the ice and raises an eyebrow* I thought you didn't like the cold.

I'm an article animal and a sea mammal

*tasers his head*

*Yannick falls back again, clutching his head. He looks at you with a look of pure hatred.* You're going to regret this.

*tases his balls a hundred times*