Jack walked into the office late (as usual) with no idea he was late (as usual), mumbling something to himself about compounds and the solvent for gold. He was forced out of the daydream, though, when he tripped on the doorway, letting out a little yelp, and just catching himself on the doorway with one of his spider legs. 

	He grumbled, and righted himself, noticing his boss looking worried at him from his usual spot. He looked like he had been crying. 

	Not particularly interesting. 

	In fact, there hadn’t been something truly interesting in ages. And judging by his desk vacant of case files, there wouldn’t be today, either. 

	He sighed as he went to sit at his desk, practically overflowing with vials and tubes of all different sizes filled with a plethora of different substances. Some were glowing, some fizzled with magic, some fizzled with just science, and some had turned a disappointing brown. 

	[color=f7976a]“Dang,”[/color] Jack sighed, picking up the vial with said disappointing substance. [color=f7976a]“I thought for [i]sure[/i] the iodine would carbonize. Well, time to try the alcohol now, I guess.”[/color] He sat at that, setting the first vial aside for a bottle of clear liquid. 

	As he poured, he called out without looking away, [color=f7976a]“There don't happen to be any cases that came up last minute today that you didn’t have time to make a case file for, do there?”[/color]