"It's not going to hurt anyone, so whatever you want to do is fine," Artemis said with a small shrug. It was towards the end of the night anyway--the odds of someone wanting to enter this specific room were very small.

He pulled his blazer off, tucking it safely to the side, and uncapped the syringe. The jacket was comfortable, but Artemis found it restricted delicate movements just slightly. Plus, he felt a little warm.

"The doctors are here for therapeutic reasons--so if burning down her office is going to help," The lock clicked open. Artemis had been working barely thirty seconds. "So much the better." He tested the knob and the door swung open. He'd opened this particular door before as well, so he supposed that helped.

"After you," he said, waving Badou ahead of him.