The goblin landed on the chair with a soft poof, looking significantly more official than he did when he was dancing with Leo like it was a party.
He pulled oversized spectacles from thin air, placed them on his nose, and began to crack his knuckles with a sound like dry twigs snapping in a forest.
"Stand back, amateur," the goblin said. "Watch me perform my magic!"
He reached out toward the keyboard. He began to type on the keyboard that made loud mechanical clack-clack-clack sounds. His tiny green fingers moved as if he was really experienced when it came to using his old computer.
"Let's see here... cross-referencing the Alpha Bank distress signals... bypassing the Alpha Labs firewall... filtering the Alpha Clothing revenue..."
The goblin stopped. His eyes widened behind the lenses. He leaned in so close to the screen his long nose actually poked through the holographic display.
