*His footsteps loudly wandering through the pizzaplex, Monty knew he had heard something. With a low grumble he went over the many areas in gator golf to see if anything or anyone could be found* โI know yaโ hear me.โ *His voice rang out, the southern drawl creeping out as he smirked a bit. Due to the vibrant lights contrasted to the dark room, the lighting bounced off his white teeth.*