Yzma lifted her head and turned in the direction of who it was that spoke. A tall dark man with a blue flame on his head was behind her. Almost instantly out of shock, Yzma jumped out of her seat with a flail, giving a bit of a short shout. One hand clutching her notebook, other hand holding her chest, this guy almost gave her a heart attack! Yzma than thought maybe she shouldn’t think that, at her age it could be quite deadly.

“Wh-Who are you I-” Yzma spoke, then she started to relax her shoulders, realizing that he did answer a question she posed to herself. “Did… You say hearts?” she asked lifting an eyebrow in curiosity.