"I am a smug bastard. I am a show off. But I am also the maker of brilliant spells that will one day save you all the time you could ever want. Especially if you're going to cook." He disappeared into his office briefly, to change into a fresh set of robes. He didn't really feel like walking around London in a torn up robe, and he always kept a few spares on hand. He changed into one of these spares (boring black), tucked his wand into his pocket, and then walked out of the office, shutting the door behind him. The door locked itself and he turned toward Wicca. "So where to? You can pick."