*3 hours later*
Otacon: Snake? What's going on? Snake? Snaaaaaaaake!
Snake: Huh? What? I didn't die Otacon.
Otacon: Oh, that's good, I guess. What's taking you so long?
Snake: That girl reminded me of Sniper Wolf.
Otacon: Really?...
Snake: You know, cuz she's showing a lot of cleavage.
Otacon: ....Why do I talk to you again?
Snake: Uh, because I saved your life?
Otacon: No, that can't be it.
Snake: I've got a mission to do. Snake out.
Otacon: You aren't using a walkie-talkie Snake. I can still hear you. Get moving, I think the meter maid is getting suspicious.
Snake: She's probably working for the Patriots.
Otacon: Stop it with the damned conspiracy theories and get a move on!
*Snake drops down through a vent into the pantry*
Snake: Otacon, I've landed in some strange room with a lot of boxes.
Otacon: That's probably the pantry Snake.
Snake: Really!? They keep panties in here? That means the girls have to come in here eventually! What a great hiding spot!
Otacon: Pantry!!!! Not panties, Snake!!!
Snake: Oh. Did anyone ever tell you that you were a real buzz kill?
Otacon: Are going to look for Meryl or not?
Snake: Wait! Enemy sentry approaching!
*Snake sees a bouncer enter the pantry. The bouncer leans up against some boxes and lights a cigarette.*
*Snake lunges out from behind his box and snaps his neck. He then proceeds to take the cigarettes*
Otacon: Snake! You didn't need to kill him! Did you do that just to steal his cigarettes?
Snake: I'm not stealing them, I'm taking them back. He took them from me after he kicked me out last time.
Otacon: Oh, never mind then.
*Snakes slowly opens the door and peeks around the corner*
Snake: Otacon, we've got a problem.
Otacon: What is it Snake?
Snake: There are way too many girls in here to distract me. How am I supposed to get through?
Otacon: Give me a few, I'll think of something.
*Snake is still wondering how he's going to get past all the hot babes to get to Meryl*
Otacon: I've got it Snake! Just think of Fatman being nude! That should turn you off to every girl in here!
Snake: ARE YOU INSANE!?
Otacon: It'll work, trust me Snake!
Snake: You're paying for my therapy...
Otacon: What don't I pay for?
Snake: I'm on a mission here, could you be quiet?
Otacon: ....
*Against his better judgment, Snake imagines a naked Fatman*
Snake: *mutters* I hate you Otacon.
*Snake starts walking in the club, trying to spot Meryl*
Snake: Huh? Who's that hairy armpit girl? Even imagining Fatman isn't helping me. *drools*
Olga: Snake! What are you doing here!?
Snake: Oh, it's you. Can you show me your hoo hoo's?
Olga: Are you blind? I'm not wearing anything.
Snake: ....Oh.
Olga: Why are you here?
Snake: The Kitty Cat Club is holding Meryl hostage.
Olga: Who's that? Oh, weren't you comparing me to her after you knocked me out and after you were done groping me on the Tanker?
Snake: That'd be the one.
Olga: She's on stage next.
Snake: I'll just wait here then.
Olga: Be careful Snake. All of the women here work for the Patriots.
Snake: Yeah, I know. I've slept with all of them...er, I mean...uh....damn.
Olga: Just watch me until it's her turn.
Snake: Ok.
*Snake gazes at Olga for the next 20 minutes*
Otacon: Snake? What's going on? Snake? Snaaaaaaaake!
Snake: Huh? What? I didn't die Otacon.
Otacon: Oh, that's good, I guess. What's taking you so long?
Snake: That girl reminded me of Sniper Wolf.
Otacon: Really?...
Snake: You know, cuz she's showing a lot of cleavage.
Otacon: ....Why do I talk to you again?
Snake: Uh, because I saved your life?
Otacon: No, that can't be it.
Snake: I've got a mission to do. Snake out.
Otacon: You aren't using a walkie-talkie Snake. I can still hear you. Get moving, I think the meter maid is getting suspicious.
Snake: She's probably working for the Patriots.
Otacon: Stop it with the damned conspiracy theories and get a move on!
*Snake drops down through a vent into the pantry*
Snake: Otacon, I've landed in some strange room with a lot of boxes.
Otacon: That's probably the pantry Snake.
Snake: Really!? They keep panties in here? That means the girls have to come in here eventually! What a great hiding spot!
Otacon: Pantry!!!! Not panties, Snake!!!
Snake: Oh. Did anyone ever tell you that you were a real buzz kill?
Otacon: Are going to look for Meryl or not?
Snake: Wait! Enemy sentry approaching!
*Snake sees a bouncer enter the pantry. The bouncer leans up against some boxes and lights a cigarette.*
*Snake lunges out from behind his box and snaps his neck. He then proceeds to take the cigarettes*
Otacon: Snake! You didn't need to kill him! Did you do that just to steal his cigarettes?
Snake: I'm not stealing them, I'm taking them back. He took them from me after he kicked me out last time.
Otacon: Oh, never mind then.
*Snakes slowly opens the door and peeks around the corner*
Snake: Otacon, we've got a problem.
Otacon: What is it Snake?
Snake: There are way too many girls in here to distract me. How am I supposed to get through?
Otacon: Give me a few, I'll think of something.
*Snake is still wondering how he's going to get past all the hot babes to get to Meryl*
Otacon: I've got it Snake! Just think of Fatman being nude! That should turn you off to every girl in here!
Snake: ARE YOU INSANE!?
Otacon: It'll work, trust me Snake!
Snake: You're paying for my therapy...
Otacon: What don't I pay for?
Snake: I'm on a mission here, could you be quiet?
Otacon: ....
*Against his better judgment, Snake imagines a naked Fatman*
Snake: *mutters* I hate you Otacon.
*Snake starts walking in the club, trying to spot Meryl*
Snake: Huh? Who's that hairy armpit girl? Even imagining Fatman isn't helping me. *drools*
Olga: Snake! What are you doing here!?
Snake: Oh, it's you. Can you show me your hoo hoo's?
Olga: Are you blind? I'm not wearing anything.
Snake: ....Oh.
Olga: Why are you here?
Snake: The Kitty Cat Club is holding Meryl hostage.
Olga: Who's that? Oh, weren't you comparing me to her after you knocked me out and after you were done groping me on the Tanker?
Snake: That'd be the one.
Olga: She's on stage next.
Snake: I'll just wait here then.
Olga: Be careful Snake. All of the women here work for the Patriots.
Snake: Yeah, I know. I've slept with all of them...er, I mean...uh....damn.
Olga: Just watch me until it's her turn.
Snake: Ok.
*Snake gazes at Olga for the next 20 minutes*