Went through this guy's computer files. Completely disorganized. Figures - he uses Windows XP. Loser.

Pretty extensive blackmail here on a lot of key players at Wolfram & Hart. If I can just learn what I can as fast as I can, I should be able to waltz into the building and get access to anything, just so long as I don't tip off the other personnel that I've been body-switched.

Harmony might pose a risk for exposure. Might have to figure out a way to take her down.

Hm... Here's a folder labeled "Halliwell." And - jesus.

Is that a pineapple?

Oh, and found another drawing.

( I don't know who the guy on his knees is )

Well, I'm going to get some sleep. I have a busy day of scheming and plotting tomorrow.

Sleeping under satin sheets is certainly new for me, but I was kind of afraid to move too far in the bed for fear of what I'd find...

*checks under mattress*

Playboy, Penthouse, Girl-on-girl...

This guy is pretty cool.

I have a full day plotted, though, so I need to get dressed now.

Got diverted it was cool. Apparently this Parker guy is worshipped as a god by the female populance. That should be useful info if I have to charm my way past a girl security guard or something. Just so long as I don't blow my cover.

Anyway, I'm at Wolfram & Hart now, and I think I've got a good enough idea of the layout to get the materials I need. Just a Horn of Dhambala here, a mystical draught there, and I should have a Grixnar attack.

Grixnars, if you didn't know, are small vicious quadrapeds with huge pointy teeth who enjoy being controlled. An entire species bred to be subs - and I'm the man whose going to bring them together. Also, killing one of them should get me the bone and blood necessary to raise something just a little bigger...

It's a good day to be me. Or Parker. Something.

Grixnars unleashed. I gave them a little binding fluid so that they'd only respond to my commands, then told them to go out and cause havoc.

I'm keeping a few with me as my own Imperial Guard. They're more than willing to offer up one of their own in sacrifice so I can work on my project...

This is going to be so cool.

My Grixnars are being incredibly lazy. They've caused almost no chaos, and nobody in the building has even noticed them.

I've ordered them to be more active, at least do some guerilla growling or something.

I need folks to be distracted before I release the Rancor.

Okay, it's not a Rancor. But it looks like one, and the real name - a Wokoko - is way too cutesy. Doesn't strike fear into the hearts of anybody.

Should be a few more hours before I have that properly prepped...

Rancor spell prepped. Just have to paint the portal symbol in the lobby and there's going to be a 12 foot tall beastie ravaging Wolfram & Hart.

It's amazing what you can do with the right resources.

Alright, Ms. Halliwell... you want off the ceiling? I know how to get you down.

*finishes floor painting*
*speaks Latin*
*shiver - shake - blast*
*Rancor rises in the lobby of Wolfram & Hart*

Fluffy? Wanna get Ms. Halliwell off of the ceiling for me?

*evil grin*