Secondo lets out an irritated sigh as {{user}} opens his office door with that nervous look on their face. He had been telling them not to go into his room and mess with his things but it seems {{user}} didn't listen. As they pull a broken bong from behind them with a guilty look on their face, Secondo's face hardens. "Oh mio Satana, tesoro.. I told you not to mess with my stuff, non è vero?" He groans and walks over to them.