Like something out of a cartoon, Erik speeds by that poster, only to abruptly turn around and come to a stop in front of it.

"What the fuck?" he snarls, taking in the image of his pet in only his apron (a not unfamiliar sight in his household). That should be for his eyes only. Who would dare post such a thing? Never mind. He thinks he knows.

He immediately reaches out to attempt to rip the damn thing down.