Sounds like a good plot for a scary movie. [ Shizuo snorts and corks his bottle. ] I'm not wastin' this in any case, even if it's motor oil. Think my eyes'll be alright since I've got the shades to cover 'em, but I'd take a mask.

[ He looks around and starts rummaging for something to do while she approaches Gin with the needle. The sight of the syringe didn't bother him either, he was used to it after having been hospitalized so many times as a child. ] Got any lyin' around?

[ He does find interesting things in the medical cabinets though. Like a jar of sugarless lollipops... he takes a few... stealthily. Which means he just kind of grabs a handful. ] Are these bein' eaten? [ They are now. ]