Chloe (arms crossed, nose in the air, eyes closed): We really should log back in and issue an apology.
Chloe (she has one eye open now, and there's a shadow of an approaching mouse on her.): Ok?
Chloe is now distraught, and the mouse shadow is larger, indicating that it's much closer.
Chloe (now being held down by several mice): What are you doing?!
Legwarmer mouse (whirling around a gymnast ribbon in the air): The Mousercise gods demand a sacrifice.