You chose: Let the crowd leave and bury the tiger
The last of the customers leave. You instruct your zoo manager to lock the doors and lower the flag with your face on it to half mast. The staff assembles by the lake for a tasteful tiger funeral.
You give a eulogy where you reference the tiger’s testicles before singing a beautiful country ballad about not killing tigers. The irony is completely lost on you. The staff is noticeable upset.