Angelo made his own trademark crooked grin in response to Patricia's expression. The smoke, having cleared the place, showed the remains of what looked like a chemistry set, various tubes, vials and other containers spread about, and a small circle of soot blackening the very center of the desktop. Other than the mark and the smell, the place was otherwise fairly clean.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: red">Oh, for Gabby, eh?</span>" he said, "<span style="color: red">Well then, I've got no limits on what you want. Give me what you want to happen, and by God it will.</span>" He made a hammy bow, accompanied by twirling hands, before giving Patricia a wink.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>