[color=f7941d]"Alright smartass where the fuck are we then?! Why the fuck are we even here?! I don't exactly appreciate actual freaking magic you know. I'd like to go back to my normal boring ass life in Detroit."[/color] grumbles Graham as he stares over at the kid (Isaiah) with a disgruntled expression he shoves his hands in his pocket, and looks over to the more pompous looking girl who had made the stupid freaking Wizard of Oz reference. [color=f7941d]"I'm having a hard believe your kosher with this shit. Look there's fucking lizard, and cat people here."[/color] he says waving his hands around making sure to keep his voice down as to not stir up any of these locals. He knew already that this was real, and he had a hard time believing that he was going to get out of it that easy. Part of him really doubted the weirdo was actually responsible for this but...hey who knew he had been wrong plenty of times before. Graham lets out of exasperated groan as he stared up at the sky. [color=f7941d]"I thought magic was fucking fake as shit...god damn it."[/color]