Tony: What's the word for that thing?
Frostee: What thing?
Tony: The spritz spritz thing with the nozzle that looks like a drink but it usually contains poison. I can't think of it and it's making me mad.
Frostee: T, I don't know, but it will come to eventually.
*5 hours later during a briefing*
Tony, bolts up and turns towards Frostee: SPRAY BOTTLE!
Miss Nowhere: What TH-
