Paul lit another cigar pulling rose his gun out of his holster and taking it off of safety mode. " Who ever did this is gonna get a bullet to the skull for destroying my beautiful lab." He walked and stood behind Schal. He watched the old guy pull of some magical shit with his hat. Though science and magic aren't really the best of subjects to mix together Paul was still fascinated by the trick. " Hey , gandalf can you teach me that trick?" Paul asked taking another puff of his cigar