It's... I like kids, but I know I'm not the best influence, you know? Not that Mr. "Teach the baby quantum physics before morality" over here is much better.

[He's still half-asleep enough to be honest about that. And then Ray pulls out his gifts, and-]

I-

[Venkman gapes at the egg for a long moment, holding it reverently in his arms. Contrary to popular opinion, it's not impossible to get Venkman to shut up. It's just that most of the methods involve drilling it into his thick skull that yes, his partners of fifteen years love him unconditionally, no matter what dumb shit he does.]

You- you got me- but you didn't have to- Ray...

[He kisses Ray on the cheek again, holding the egg close to his chest as he wraps it up in blankets.]

Thank you. I didn't want you to have to worry about me and money, though- I'm sorry about that. It's just me being stubborn, you shouldn't have to worry about it- but I love this. I do. I've heard about these guys- I don't know much about the, uh, Alolan version, though, except that they're black cats. It'll probably get along with Garfield.

[Venkman's handed the other box, and he raises his eyebrows.]

Hey, if I knew we were giving each other two gifts each, I would've sprung for something extra for you both. Then again- oh, right- I taught your Cubone Earthquake using one of those Technical Machine things. Felt that evened up the prices of both gifts pretty well.