The wizard was bored, which was always a dangerous thing. When Bond walked in there were unsettling shadows creeping up the walls, slinking identical and skeletal hands... Though they all slipped away and vanished when the wizard turned to see who had come looking for him.

"I didn't know you were looking for me. I assumed you were off plotting your war," he said, waving his hands to seal whatever it was he'd cracked open, then turning fully to face James.