Ira had been relatively calm since he'd been in there and he was actually happy eating his chocolate. But his eyes widened at the sight of something he'd never seen before. Was that a dragon of sorts? Was there drugs in this chocolate? Oh god, if they drug tested him for some reason, he'd lose his job and never find another teaching job, "What the..." was all he got out before falling backwards from the table and scrambling to his feet, "Is that...a...a...dragon?" he'd only ever thought of dragons before. The last story he'd written contained a dragon.<br/><br/>This couldn't be happening, "...Kill me? Magician? Are you putting drugs in your candy?" he wasn't shouting, but his voice was louder than it had been in years. Ira's hazel eyes stared at the dragon thing in amazement, "I'm going to get fired from my job for drugs...this can't be happening..." he started to mutter to himself, over reacting to the situation. Twenty-eight years of never having a surprise and this is what was happening to him now.