The young blond had just settled into a nice state of satisfaction. He was relaxed, he was cooling off, he was reading about Lex Luthor kidnapping Lois Lane for what was probably the trillionth time. Then, the racket. He should have expected it, how could he have the bethroom to himself all day long? Really?
"What?", Magnar called out gruffly and loudly, knowing that louder was usually better with Benjy. He heard Benjy saying he needed his teeth brushed and he actually sounded annoyed about it. But there was no way in hell he was getting up. "Waitaminute!", he called out. Sighing frustratedly, he set the comic down, looking around for something he would do. Ah. His handtowel. Good enough. He'd just put up clean towels in the bathroom earlier in the morning anyways, so all the better. Magnar grabbed it and put it in the water, laying it over his strategically.
"Enter", he sighed out loudly, grabbing up his comic again and picking up where he'd left off.