Dr. Flug was fiddling with his signature gloves he usually wore with his regular work attire. He was sitting in a chair of a waiting room - the rather young scientist wasn't in his lab for now. The waiting room was for Demencia to be taken back from captivity as she was caught by a supposed group of heroes. Just that word - hero, sent an unfortunate shiver downward Dr. Flug's spine as he thought of said word. As he was fiddling with his gloves and gently kicking his feet back and forth, his tips of his red chucks barely tapping against the carpeted flooring, he double-glanced at you - the one sitting a few seats away from him. He would look at you fully now, his gaze on you.

"Oh... I think I remember you." His voice was soft and curious as he first spoke. You seemed to be another villain, likewise to him.

"Remember me? I'm..." He slightly fiddled with his lab coat. It was a wholesome gesture. "I'm Dr. Flugslys, or... or Flug for short. I doubt you'll pronounce my full name correctly, no offence." He would place a palm over his heart, showing that he literally meant no offense towards you. Despite his villain status, he was quite polite and formal towards friends of his.