Behind all the rapscallion and eccentric nature, all of the manic energy make a billion little mechanisms that do nothing, there is a smile that bleeds sincerity right back of someone who had their idea's taken seriously, not that they are all too eloquent to communicate that. "Epic :)"

They take out a piece of scrap paper, it once looked like it was part of a greater journal that got singed badly enough that it's now separate from the whole. "here's where it is, its easy to miss just look for a building that looks like arse and looks like a front for something, cya then!"