Duponte settled for an expressive rolling of his eyes before he took the case and set it on a handy flat surface. He made sure to get between the group and the case as he opened it, his fingers working on the combination locks. With a click, he stepped aside, the case lid still down. "Et voila." he said, gesturing towards it. "Do you wish me to open it, to assure you there are no horrible traps, or would you prefer to do it yourself, to ensure I do not replace the book inside with the sleight of hand?"