"No need to worry, you already seem to be aware of your potential," The old man continued, tenting his fingers as his eyes gleamed in stark comtrast to the blue color hues surrounding them, "You just haven't begun to realize the depth of your potential just yet."<br/><br/>"Okay," Lucian said, confused but not entirely surprised as he was getting the feeling he'd been here before, "I have questions but I feel like they won't all be answered."<br/><br/>"How astute of you," The old man said with a laugh, "Many of our prior guests asked many questions we attendants of the Velvet Room could not answer at the time they asked."<br/><br/>Lucian, glancing at the other person in the car, had the brief notion that the old guy was bat-shit insane or just damn creepy. The other person, he noticed, just didn't seem to want to be there at all. Not that he blamed her, he would probably feel the same if he had to be around the old geezer full time. He gave her a brief smile before turning his attention back to Toucan Nose.<br/><br/>"Where are my manners," the old man said, suddenly splaying his hand out to the sides, "You may call me Igor, and this is my assistant who will assist you in managing your social links and personae. Her name is Megan."<br/><br/>"Pleasure to meet you," Lucian said, internally deciding that Toucan..... Igor.... Was indeed bat-shit insane, "Is there a reason why I'm here exactly?"