“Leaving? I so rarely get visitors.” the figure in the chair leaned forward, it had a name tag that read “Sidebar Mod.”
I stammered, coughed a few smoke rings, and contented myself with staying put.
“I also rarely get let out of the holding area. I dunno why.”
And with that, Sidebar waved the pipe around as the building came undone in a titanic explosion.
My last thought as unconsciousness overcame me was, “Obviously they're showboating with the pyrotechnics on this one.”
LOL, well done!