[Robert]

Robert is sitting now, a little confused over all the confusion in the Pub, and swallows the peanuts he's been chewing on. Then he reaches into the peanut bowl for more, but before stuffing them in his moth, he sees something moving in his hand. Robert bends over to look closer at the mound of peanuts in his hand, straining his bloodshot eyes to focus ever so closer. Right as Roberts eyes come into focus a really big cockroach jumps onto Robert's nose and stares right back at him. Robert feels his adrenaline pumping, his blood vessels narrow as his blood pressure skyrockets, his eyes open wide as he inhales.... and...

Robert screams again, "Aaaaaaaaaaeeeeehhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"!

All the other Roberts hear the screaming and turn to see a giant cockroach on Roberts nose, and they all start screaming too., "aAAAAJaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAA..." And the screaming goes on and on and on for what seems like a very long time...

If fact, stories will be told to future generations of beer drinkers how, upon entering the pub, if they drink enough beer and stare at a handful of peanuts just right, they too can hear the echos of screaming that began this day in the Many-Worlds Pub.