Lorenzo pauses at that.
"That's...very hard logic to argue against, fair enough."
He keeps loading more bunnies and antlered bunnies inside, though he begins keeping an eye out for death rays or devices that look like they are meant to be doomsday devices in case the Crocs do something right for a change.  Stupid crocs need a dozen of them to screw in a lightbulb after all.

"Now," Bodog says, throwing a switch. "If I know my science, and I do, this ball should fill with lightning and then things should occur without undue explanation." He laughs as lightning starts to fill a nearby globe, bunnies hop around excitedly, and somehow, his own reflection appears in his glasses.

Bodog's laugh trails off and he nods, wringing his hand. "Very nice villainous laugh. Have you had formal training, or are you a natural talent?"

"Very good, veyr good." He pulls one of the now-antlered bunnies from the encasement and holds it up. It appears to be dangling a good foot from his hand. "Perhaps you will find this sufficient!"

"Yes, of course. The possibilities are... limited. But I'm the world's smartiest genius, so I, of course, know all of them."