"Stever the Beaver!" Harrow shouts and throws his arms out at his sides. The alcohol in his bottle sloshes wildly but luckily doesn't spill from the narrow neck. "You can't fool me with a mask, I know that voice!"

He starts up the casual shimmying again as he explains, "Costume shop. 'Bout an hour ago. I said I wanted to be the guy who kills the Nazis and saves the Arc of the Government! They gave me this."

He motions to himself like a gameshow hostess revealing a prize.

"Whoever this is."