*Humming ABBAs dancing queen* Yooouu can danceee, you can jiveee~ Having the time of your lifee~ See that gi- * singing stops and they cough* I..left the recording on. Right. Headquarters is gonna have blast listening to this one. OK to whoever ends up going over this report..This stays between us, buddy. Tell no one. If you- Hold that thought..Something is wrong . Sector NE7? What's up with Neverland this time.. No no NO! This cant be he cant-

I really don't have time for this formal crap. You need to tell Headquarters things are falling apart. My protection spell is detecting high-powered explosions. Which in case you weren't scared enough are full of uncontrolled magic. I can not even try to guess what coming to contact with such raw power could do to a person and I don't intend to be around to find out.
Whether you know my name or not isn't gonna matter if we explode. Drop the script I can tell you're not an idiot. You understand I'm serious so stop acting like a mindless office drone and help me!

If you have that attitude then of course you cant. Live by the wise words of ABBA "Take your time make it slow. Just let the feeling grow" Ok now that I think about it that song is a terrible example and not even slightly the point but you get what I mean. I'm right here. It'll all be ok. On three.