"You have got to be kidding me." A familiar voice pipes up from your doorway.

Currently, you're halfway through gnawing on the leg of a chair which you have decided is remarkably better than anything else in the room. Which you have tested, in your defense! Thats evident enough by the pieces of fabric, fluff, wood, and just about everything scattered around the place. Price just sighs, closing his eyes as he takes a breath before stepping in to the chaos that is called your room.