*Unfortunately Alger drops one of the molotovs at his feet and catches himself on fire, while Latagon stands under a fire hose and puts out the fire.*
Luckily I'm resistant to most burns. :p
*Takes off anti burn suit*
I guess I need a new one now...
*Goes over to Alger to find that he's been cooked into a perfect cookie by the Molotov.*
Dude! Now that's what I call convenience.
*Begins eating the panda cookie*