Floating up and over to the side to get a look at this silly naughty map, mumbling to myself and wondering if I did any miscevious over there recently. Making mental notes of where the primary warehouse is, and how I am free to explode anything else besides that warehouse! Sweet! Waving good bye to all of the slow pokes who ask too many of those things called "facts". PSHAW.<br/><br/>Flying out of the nearest window and towards the warehouse, getting up a few hundred feet for scouting purposes. Flying and being all cute and sparkles and pink. Also humming to myself, fiddling with my rod of sexy wonders and getting ready to shoot anyone who dares try to sneak up on me.