Skipping up to the seventh floor, Cam found himself facing an interesting looking statue-man. What was his name again, Barnabas? Well he didn't really care because he recently found out the statue trained trolls to do ballet. Whether his plan was a success or a failure, he just... found the man to be an inspiration. An inspiration.

"Speak. SPEAK. I COMMAND you to SPEAAAK."

Inspiration?! YAH. But it so TOTALLY did not mean the statue was a better person than he was. Hmph. A lemur on his shoulder was nibbling on a piece of cabbage while the other one on his other shoulder was holding an unpeeled banana.

The lemurs had barely been out of the common room because he was WAAAY too scared that a flood would happen and he'd have to save them again!

JUNI COULD KILL. WHEREVER SHE WAS... girls had issues with animals being hurt and sooo did he, and WHO KNEW what that girl could do to him if he did something to the lemurs, EH? She could probably make his ears twitch from miles and miles away.

"Lemme open that Mosseh, I mean, I haven't used mah manly manly skills for a while," he offered, snatching the banana from the lemur and trying to open it at the top.

ZOMG.

CANNOT. OPEN.

And he TUGGED on the very tip of the banana--which is how he opened them that way (not that he ate bananas at a daily basis). Was the banana simply charmed NOT to open? MEANBANANAANANANA.