*a fox wearing a ski patrol uniform now enters through the main doors* Hey, did that girl come in here yet?she looked like she needed some help.... *his eyes dart acroos the room, noting a blanket wrapped cabbit and a transformer, his eyes finnaly landing on his friend terry and the shivering fur on the floor* That's it, I'm calling an arial unit in. Base, this is 2-4, we need an evac.