[William wears a small grimace at that, turning his flashlight towards each corner in turn.]

Jesus. I hope that's not the case. We've already probably got ghosts, we don't need giant bugs, too.

[He thinks for a second before adding:]

I was here by myself when you got our drinks. So I'd like to think nothing's here, since nothing tried to leap out when we were each on our own. I mean, anything truly horrifying would try to pick us off one by one, I think.