Hi! Peter Venkman here, Dr. Peter Venkman. I'm a scientist. This is my small space that Tory has allowed me to use. Unfortunately, she hasn't given me free reign on the place. She insists that I set ::snorts:: limits. Whatever those things are.
::Tory: Keep it up, Venkman. You're five seconds from getting your arse whooped!::
::Egon: I'll be at the lab if anyone needs me... [Tiptoes out]::
Here on my small page you can find information about us, the Real Ghostbusters. Now, I assure you, anything out of sorts is Tory's fault.
::Peter: ::[Gulps as he sees Tory with a bat]::
Also, here's something new. Tory's forced us to fill out a questionnaire!
:: Tory: Shaddup, Venkman!::
::Peter: I realize you hate me because you love me.::
::Egon: For once I can say: That made no sense, Peter::