*While wandering around, Ian bumps into the tiger*
Ian: (terrified) What do I do now?
*Ian searches for the special whistle*
*arete's tiger rubs his fur on Ian, and Ian feels relieved*
Ian: I must be a tiger magnet.
Arete: Hey Iany! I see you've met my tiger.
Ian: The tiger actually likes me.
Arete: I suppose so.
Ian: Pets always remind me of my deceased pet beagle. He was awesome!
*Ian pets the tiger some more, then leaves*
GTX2GvO: Hey Ian!
Ian: What?
GTX2GvO: Can you clean the mess on the shooting range?
Ian: Sure. Whatever...
*Ian grabs a mop and starts cleaning*
*After 5-10 minutes*
Ian: Done.
GTX2GvO: Lemme see... OH MY GOODNESS! It's cleaner than before!
TheChosen: I can see myself in those floors
Ian: Wasn't really that hard.
GTX2GvO: How about the waterpipe?
Ian: Fixed it, made it sturdier than before.
GTX2GvO: *sigh of relief* And I thought we were gonna be in serious trouble.
Ian: Don't worry about that now.
*GTX buys Ian a beer at the cafeteria*