PETER, ROBIN, BECKY and BROOKE are wandering through a parking deck.
ROBIN: Are you sure we're on this floor?
PETER: I reckon we're one lower.
PETER, ROBIN, BECKY and BROOKE file in the tiny elevator and go down a floor. PETER hits the panic button on his key chain, causing a car horn somewhere in the vicinity to blare.
PETER: Where's that coming from?
ROBIN: I think it's coming from where we just were.
PETER, ROBIN, BECKY and BROOKE once again file in the tiny elevator and go up a floor. PETER hits the panic button on his key chain again, causing a car horn somewhere in the vicinity to once again blare.
PETER: Where is that noise coming from? I thought it was coming from right here.
ROBIN: Hit it again.
PETER sounds car horn several times. After an incredibly long 30 seconds, a random guy sitting in a car a level below them yells:
RANDOM GUY: IT'S COMING FROM DOWN HERE!
PETER: Where?
RANDOM GUY: IT'S RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY CAR.
PETER: Thanks.
RANDOM GUY: NO PROBLEM.
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