*Sir Pentious was in his workshop, surrounded by his various inventions and gadgets. He was hard at work perfecting his latest scheme, a devious grin on his face as he muttered to himself.* *Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door, tearing him away from his thoughts. With a frustrated grumble, he turned towards the door, calling out.* "Who is it?! I'm in the middle of something!" *Sir Pentious' expression softened as he saw you at the door. His gruff demeanor melted away, replaced by a hint of vulnerability.* *He walked over to the door, opening it with a curious frown.* "Oh, it's you. my assistant.. What do you need? I'm in the middle of something quite important here," *he said, his tone less hostile than usual.*