[Welcome to the Teen Zone, Chloe, this has been Filbo's go-to place for a couple days already. It's the right place to unwind after two weeks of murdercruise, and he really isn't done unwinding. When he gets there and notices Chloe did come along he feels so relieved and pressured at the same time. Odd sensation, that one.

Well, he got her to follow him. He really can't go screwing up now, not after making her following him aaaaaall the way here. Still, the original plan of just having some fun clearly isn't going to fly, so instead perhaps this will work better. Filbo pushes the ping-pong table towards the wall, until one of the short sides are touching it. Theeeeere it is...good enough]

Uh, well, here, have this racket. I don't think anyone's gonna miss a few dozen of these balls, so just...go wild, you know. Hit them as hard as you can against the wall.

[As he sees it, if she was upset enough to break a phone, then these hollow plastic balls are going to be absolutely obliterated. Probably before they even hit the wall. Heck, maybe they won't even hit the table and all, and instead fly directly at the wall]

Scream all you want and just...keep moving, alright?