For a second Reggie began to tell Susanne not to mess around with the alcohol at the counter, however he managed to bite his tongue at the last second despite every fiber of his being pleading with him to tell her what a terrible idea that was. 'I [i]did[/i] say whatever she wanted' He thought with an audible sigh before trekking over to the door that forbade non personnel entrance. Reggie fiddled with the handle, "Locked. Of course..." he grumbled while raising a hand and transformed it into its metallic state. There was a loud *clang* as Reggie brought his hand down on the handle in an axe chop, the force of the blow paired with the ridiculously hard tungsten-carbide smashed away the handle made from inferior metal with minor difficulty. "I'll let you know if I find something useful, try not to get shot by some guy sneaking in." reggie called back to his partner before slipping behind the door.