Wanda, in the living room, whirled around and advanced towards the hall with her fingers ablaze. For a split second she stared at the splintered front door in horror- first her antique furniture and now this, she was beginning to think Tony and Nick were right. The kids were more trouble than they were worth. If she had raised this one, he certainly wouldn't go busting into people's houses. She said as much as she advanced with a forcefield shield of energy between them to protect herself and to keep him out. "Couldn't you just knock?" she snapped, "You've got no manners. And don't shout like that. There are other people living in this building. It's going to cost a fortune to repair the door, I hope you're happy!" Finished with her rant she raised her eyebrows. "What are you doing here?"