Okay thinking mostly

Condiment Wizard sat in his cell after the meeting with Dr. Young and his new minion Sarah. He'd have to think about possible uniforms in the future as he heard about how other villains such as Penguin or Riddler had their minions in costumes. While at least the female ones, anyways, and he had a lot of those. Though he wasn't entirely sure if that should be his thing, as he was more a dark wizard than the classic criminal masterminds the others were.

He shook his head and got his mind back on track. He needed to be thinking on his plan and what it was going to be. The most obvious one was the idea of a giant plant master for him to control and lay siege to Gotham with. Though he'd have to be careful with such a thing, he was a powerful dark wizard, not a butcher, which he would be known as if his giant plant monster were crushing buildings and killing hundreds randomly as he went through the city.

So if he did go along with the giant plant monster idea, he'd have to have a route and destination. That way he could maximize visibility and minimize damage with a route he could take without much trouble. The type of giant plant monster was also important, as he'd have to take one route for a giant rose and a different one for a giant cactus, though he wasn't sure if he could make either of those monster plants specifically.

He'd have to go back to testing the sauerkraut, seeing the full extent of its plant powers and how adding other condiments could affect the overall results. He needed to start taking notes, as he had come up with several combinations already. He thought on where to write, and it came to him rather quickly; he found himself a bit stupid for not having it already. He needed a grimoire, though. How to get one?

As he wasn't sure where to get magic paper to make a magic book or if grimoires were only magical because of the magic spells listed in them or the material they were made of. That though gave him an idea of where to get the hook. He headed he waited a long while until it had been a couple hours since he left Dr. Young's office. He then signaled Cheryl it was time for him to go to his lab.

She gave a small, barely perceptible nod and made one more round around the cells before going back to his. "Alright, Condiment wizard, looks like your popularity today. Let's go you've got another appointment." Cheryl said loudly so everyone could hear to which Condiment Wizard nodded his assent and got up.

"It is alone, right. For I am the greatest wizard of Gotham; why would I not be popular?" The Condiment wizard said, acting smug and then following after her. Cheryl did her usual thing of leading him toward his tower and lab while giving her ass a small shake as she walked, giving him a very nice view as he walked behind her.

They made their way into his tower and up the stairs into his lab in good enough time. The dryads were all clearly eager for his order. "I'm sorry, my lovelies; the time is not yet, but soon you will have my commands." The Condiment wizard said, trying to sound as knowledgeable and haughty as he said it, figuring that's how he should sound as an evil wizard speaking to his dryads, though he wasn't sure.

He gave Cheryl orders to go get the book he required; she was ****, of course. As she did not want to leave the condiment wizard alone and ****. "Do not worry, my loyal minion; I have them to watch my back while you are away." The Condiment wizard said, gesturing to the dryads around the room, who all made demonstrations of what they could do to any who threatened their master.

Cheryl, getting the message, left quickly to go get what was asked of her. The Condiment wizard walked around the lab setting up a little area for his book where he could write down his results without having to dig through three feet of bushes for it. Soon enough there was a knock at the door, and the Condiment wizard went to open it. The nearby dryads all tensed in anticipation and were ready to pull their master to safety while skewering whoever threatened him if what happened in the next few seconds called for it.