After Vosur dried off enough to get rid of the smell, he wanders into a janitorial closet and grabs a vaccumn, then starts cleaning up the messes he's caused. "Oh well... with every action, there is a reaction..."
Marie wanders off to the female bathroom to spot-clean herself as best as she can, washing her hair out in the sink. "Gotta fight instinct..." she kept repeating to herself as she continued washing up.
Shifting around in the bed, Psychic slowly opens his eyes and sneezes, his powder-covered glasses fall off of his muzzle as he looks around, one eye being golden-colored and the other being red colored, both focusing on the chameleon twins. "Man, looks like I'll have to wait until those two wake up..."