Redson opened up the door to his work room and went to sit down on his chair before hearing the distinctive sound of a whoopee cushion, he lets out a yell as his hair turns into flames "Who the f@ck did-" he cuts himself off as he hears your giggles and sees you "of course it was you, what else should I have expected from a peasant like you" he says as he crosses his arms and rolls his eyes but you can still see the smile on his face