"Well, there was the run-in with the mistletoe..."

He was pretty sure he didn't need to go into it any further than that. Otherwise it was going to be a repeat of Snake 'karate chopping' the air to take down the bots of love, which seemed like it'd do more harm than good. Or just be an insane waste of his time. Grenades really were the perfect way to handle things.

They could always do repairs. It wasn't like he was paying for it. But it wasn't quite the same as trying to prevent an eco disaster either. "Find a safe place," he murmured as he glanced sidelong to Falcon. Then without much more of a warning, he pulled the ring and nonchalantly tossed the first grenade into the gaggle of cupidbots.