The eccentric chocolatier looked down at his hands and gloves, showing little emotion on his face as he thought back to his dark teenage life and the scars that covered each of his wrists. Biting his lip slightly, 'Uh, Charlie-boy you see well... It can get rather cold in some parts of the factory, and these gloves can be used to help stop contamination of the product.' Wonka gave Charlie a smile, and turned to the door. It was at that moment the great glass elevator stopped, and for which Willy was rather grateful.<br/><br/>'Ah, here we are Charlie, Research and Development I'll show you our office..' Wonka said this with a sparkle in his eye.