Swamped

"When the wizard freaked out and I had to run, I dropped the map. Then, of all things, a lizard scurried off with it!" Minnie shakes her head. "A lizard, can you believe it. I chased it into a storage room and shut the door on it. I was just about to ask a nurse for something to help me catch it, but now that can be your problem."

"Right, I think I can deal with that. As long as the lizard isn't hanging around with a muckbeast."

She smirks.

"I'm sure you'll be able to devise a plan if it is. I'll check in on you after I talk to this friend of yours with the mask. The storeroom's over there."

It's the same one you helped the nurse grab the weights from. You hope Mortimer doesn't hurt himself on those throwing blades.

You could just open the door and call his name, but you might want a bit more of a plan than that. Worth taking a moment to think first.