They pulled a scepter up to her, the gem pointing at her. "Well, I was doing just that," they said, standing in the art museum, them holding a painting in their arms. "Though I assume you mean without the painting or can I go with that?" They asked, their accent changing from something like this region to an accent that was more midwestern, as if they weren't sure which one to go with. They were odd looking. Wearing shadowy clothes, with a bejeweled scepter, and a diving bell on their head which didn't seem to affect their movements at all.