Whatever else has been consumed, the good trip she was on before is giving way to a crushing sense of apprehension. "Uh-oh. Bad." She looks around worriedly. The cat lifts his head to stare at her, licking his muzzle.

"Something's coming." She can hear that goddamned theme music in her head...and then it starts spilling out of her head and into everyone else's heads and suddenly everyone had a Jaws themed earworm. The crowd milled nervously, looking around. Some started backing away from the edges of the building while others stepped forward to peer cautiously over it.

"They...they should get away from there. They should get away from there...."