Office hours!
Yzma had her very own office! It was no secret lab, of course--at least, not yet. She was investigating how hard it would be to install secret panels.
Which was why she was stalking around the new space in pointy heels, wielding a hammer.
It would be brilliant, brilliant, brilliant!
The door was open, and the cackling probably spilled into the hall.
Which was why she was stalking around the new space in pointy heels, wielding a hammer.
It would be brilliant, brilliant, brilliant!
The door was open, and the cackling probably spilled into the hall.