Right now, there are so many things happening in the games room that we are going to have to freeze frame just to be able to describe it. Pay attention, FX budget is just about shot and we can only do it once:
Harv is trying to get closer to Vera to cover her back from the two goons who are converging on her. He is also batting away a squirrel that just left a mark on his right ear.
Vivaldi is muttering about needing mouthwash and snapping wildly at the squirrel that is trying to ride him like a pony.
Vera is removing her stiletto from the back of the German under foot, but only because she plans on planting it firmly on Hilda's instep in the next three seconds. She is managing to avoid the squirrel paper cuts, but is not happy about the tiny rips in her best suit gained in the effort.
The zombie formerly known as leTerrible is not there, so we will have to deal with him in the next episode. No squirrels are bothering him right now, by the way.
Bois Aussi and Slite have just entered the room and are dealing with several Germanomexican peasants from behind. Slite has become the third person in the room that the squirrels are not messing with. Just because.
Miyatake is working up to get behind Harv, which would, technically, put him between Harv and Vera, a position that he will very soon learn is not a good place to be.
The squid is happily banging the now unconscious trio of squirrels together and has called his agent to see if he can get booked on Letterman. The card was the nine of spades, by the way, making Harv the winner of the Hampton Estate, a lot of money which he will soon lose at the craps table (because, after all, his luck had definitely turned up good), two tin washers, a stick of Juicy Fruit, and more to the point, ownership of the Goose, something which will soon change everyone's lives in a completely different direction.
Biggles is crawling around the floor and pushing sticks of dynamite into the pants legs of German thugs, muttering under his breath that it is about time he got his back. He is also looking for a match. The squirrels aren't so much ignoring him, as falling over in fits of laughter every time they look at him.
Handsome has been long since unconscious, since he can't fight his way out of a wet paper bag. The squirrels are using him as an auxiliary launch pad.
Dr Montsnmags is standing serenely in the center of the room, carrying on a conversation with the interdimensional rift that hsa just opened up above him.
Okay, back to live action...