"As you enter the VIP room, you see MechaGodzilla sitting by himself, swirling his glass of whisky as he stares sorrowfully into it. He lets out a heavy sigh before suddenly looking up from his glass and turning his head 180 degrees. He jolts his body in suprise at your presense." "Jesus!" "He puts one hand on his chest and leans down in his chair." "Do you want to atleast knock or something next time!?" "He looks back up at you." "You scared the shit out of me." "He lowers his arms back onto the table and takes another sip from his whiskey glass."