[Strangely enough, the one creeping around in the middle of the night is Stan. He'd made a big show of how exhausted he was after a long hard day of scamming interdimensional suckers, but here he is a few hours later, in his underwear and slippers, creeping around with a flashlight.
He's silent and serious as he enters the room, scanning as is he expects to find someone lurking there in the dark. When he doesn't spot anything though, he moves to the vending machine and punches in the usual code...and nothing happens.
Stan scowls at the machine and tries punching the code in again, harder this time. It doesn't help. When the door doesn't open after a third attempt, that's when Stan stops trying to be subtle and quiet about it. He grips either side of the vending machine to try and shove it away from where the hidden door is supposed to be.]
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He's silent and serious as he enters the room, scanning as is he expects to find someone lurking there in the dark. When he doesn't spot anything though, he moves to the vending machine and punches in the usual code...and nothing happens.
Stan scowls at the machine and tries punching the code in again, harder this time. It doesn't help. When the door doesn't open after a third attempt, that's when Stan stops trying to be subtle and quiet about it. He grips either side of the vending machine to try and shove it away from where the hidden door is supposed to be.]
Ugh! C'mon, you stupid goddamn-- Move!