There’s also a level of Catch-22 in it.
1:
Abelard, Bridget and Camille look out their apartment window and see a chupacabra digging through the dumpster.
Abelard screams, runs for the closet and curls up in there having a panic attack.
OOC, Bridget and Camille bitch about what an attention-whore Abelard is and how his reaction derailed the scene, as if it’s 1994 and he walked into their wedding scene, smelled a peanut, and went into anaphylactic shock.
2:
Abelard, Bridget and Camille look out their apartment window and see a chupacabra digging through the dumpster.
Abelard says, “Huh. It’s so ugly it’s cute,” and helps investigate.
OOC, Bridget and Camille bitch about how Abelard ought to be freaking the fuck out, he’s only a mortal after all.
3:
Identical to 2, except Abelard says, “HOLY FUCKING BALLS!” instead.
Not that the fearless, blase, too-cool-for-anything quipper PC isn’t a real thing and a tedious drag, but it’s also not bad to examine your reaction, see if really there’s just no pleasing you, or no pleasing you if you’re Abelard, and entertain the notion that maybe Abelard is playing his PC correctly. I’ve definitely seen both ways.