This isn't what promising not to get mad looks like! If you just promised not to get mad, I would've just opened the door! I--

[ He looks behind him. He realizes, for the first time, the scale that his new project had ballooned to. He really had meant to keep it to the living room, even if it spanned the entire wall behind their couch. He really had. But people kept on talking and saying things like hive mind parasite apocalyptic disaster and earths one two three four and by the way your entire race is fictional and it had been -- worrying, and Riz only responds under this much pressure in one way.

More than anything, Fabian should be worried by the stricken expression on Riz's face as he recognizes what he's done, which he covers up with what is possibly the least convincing smile anyone has ever conjured up. His eyebrows are doing some increasingly interesting things. He can clean most of this up by the time Fabian gets up, right? All he needs to do is break the elevator. And sic another lion on the lobby. And set up a series of elaborate traps. ]

Whatever, man! You know! Yeah!

[ Nailed it. ]

Have you considered maybe going to the diner for, like, half an hour?