Senrathis was late, this he could tell, caught up in another one of his concoctions resulting in somewhat in different outcome than he would've hoped. A loud explosion occurred causing the flask he was using to shatter and its contents run freely onto the floor. "Well, shit." Sen spoke as the concoction began to eat through the table he was sitting at and onto the floor, then proceeding to do the same to the floor. With eyes widened he watched this happen as well as some of the other patrons.<br/><br/>He looked at then as they glanced back and he played it off in the cheesiest way possible, he whistled, then placed a rag over the hole that had formed, packed up his things, and went to the back of the room. The guard looked at him and spoke, "You're late, half-breed." Sen didn't take kindly to the insult and continued onward procuring the flyer from one of his pockets and launching it into his face with a gust of wind from his palms.<br/><br/>He chuckled as he passed the guard and went into the back room, "Sorry for my tardiness, lost track of the time. What did I miss?" he spoke in a cheerful tone upon entering.