Oh, a Chuck-E-Cheez-Wiz.See, this is more his speed. This isn't the Boston one where he's spent so many birthday parties as a small child, but it's familiar territory. Tybalt immediately punches Lydia in the shoulder in his excitement. "Bet the high score in Brendan Fraser Mummy pinball isn't good as mine." Is his immediate boast. But the memory plays out, and he wrinkles his nose in distaste when it's through. "Asshole." He declares in a mumble, and strides over to the pit. If no one stops him, he'll jump in to fetch the doll himself, and hopefully die in process.