Another Monday Morning

They continue to search through your drawers for the safety deposit box key. They want the serum you invented. Its effects are unknown. You step into the doorway of the room. Your ex and her "igor" look at you. Her assistant points a gun at you. She scowls.

"I will have that serum, and I will rule the world!"

"What serum? This serum?!" You exclaim as you hold up the vial.