The *CRASH!* of breaking glass caught Wacko's attention. Looking up to see where the glass came from, he sees Kahmori hastily making his way across the rafters of the set, away from what he guessed was either one of the stage lights, or the fire sprinklers. Confused, Wacko looks to the glass he apparently dropped, instantly recognizing it's shattered remains as the shrinking potion bottle.<br/><br/>"Whatever he was doing up there, It can't be good..." Wacko mumbles to himself as his loopy grin melts away into a rarely seen nervous frown<img alt="^^;" src="./images/smilies/sweatdrop.gif" title="Sweat drop"/>. He quickly slips the golden bracelet back on his wrist, and places his right hand on the frame of his swirl glasses, readying himself should his suspicions be accurate...