[Rick looks actually affronted that the piston covers need to be airtight. Offended, even. He does stop banging on them, though.] W-what? You're serious. Oh my god.
[Not 'oh my god, I almost killed us,' but more like 'oh my god that's so embarrassing for you.'
Rick slips down from the pistons, finally, and just kind of drops the wrench to the ground without much preamble, like now that he's done with it, he doesn't care anymore about its existence. He reaches inside his lab coat and pulls out a flask, unscrewing the cap.]
shhh i am too
[Not 'oh my god, I almost killed us,' but more like 'oh my god that's so embarrassing for you.'
Rick slips down from the pistons, finally, and just kind of drops the wrench to the ground without much preamble, like now that he's done with it, he doesn't care anymore about its existence. He reaches inside his lab coat and pulls out a flask, unscrewing the cap.]
So, what, is there a welcome basket, or...?