Garrett seemed to gauge Kasumi for a moment before he glanced at the door.  Then with a dismissing wave of his hand, he gestured for the drow to move over.  He bent at the hip to inspect the lock, then stood upright, then inspected it again, rubbing his chin.  He was not at all perturbed by the machination that lay before him, and indeed, he was not really thinking about the lock at all.  Instead, he was thinking about how annoying Kasumi was.  Who did she think she was speaking to?  Some half-minded halfwit who chased after a carrot?  This carrot could not be chopped, sweetened or stewed to make it palatable, much less newsworthy--  but Garrett gave unlocking the door his best effort.  A simple jiggle here, a simple jiggle there, and then he withdrew.<br/><br/>"This is becoming something of a regular affair," he murmured.   "There lurks here something that appears to be impossible!  Mr. Garrett, won't you come and engage the impossible?  There's something newsworthy in it."  He rolled his eyes.<br/><br/>((Garrett rolled a 19, with a +31, making it an even 50.))