Jack smiled, and gave Jewel a small bow.

"My apologies," he said.

"Oooooh, now you [i]gotta[/i] tell us!" Barrel cried.

He started to look around the lab for anything about a five gallon size, and didn't take any care in what he knocked over. Lock tossed the wrench up with his tail and caught it in his hand.

"This looks like it could hold something that size."

He lifted up the wrench and brought it down with a loud [i]BANG![/i] as the wrench heavily dented the machine. Shock tossed the second vial in her hand, then deliberately slammed it on the ground. She grabbed a third, and held it in her hand for the time being, before she scooped Loki up in her other. She let the scorpion nuzzle against her cheek before she set him down on one of the work tables.

"Have fun, precious," she cooed. "Make me proud."

Loki chirped and started pushing anything he could move to the floor: tools, nuts, bolts, screws, notes - some of which, he snipped or tore with his claws first - pieces of scrap metal. Shock went back to the chemical cabinet to decide what to smash next...and [i]where[/i] to smash it. There were plenty of machines, after all.

"I'd suggest you hurry, Doctor," Jack said, "while the damage is still salvageable."

Barrel passed by the lab table as Carver fell over laughing. He started giggling too, as did Shock. Lock didn't hear it over another loud [i]BANG![/i] Jack gave Carver a moment to settle down before he picked him up to place him back on the lab table.