Lambert just laughs like an asshole when Childermass takes off and takes an awkward spill. Now that is hilarious, and all this over a shitty drawing of a dog?

Strange being smoke puts a cramp in the whole 'getting drunk together' thing (alcohol evaporates, after all) so it's time to put a stop to that. Lambert waits to see if he'll follow after Childermass first, but whether he does or doesn't, as soon as he's taken another deep gulp of his drink, he's raising his other hand and waving his fingers in a lazy gesture.

Most of the time, Lambert can cast Yrden in his sleep. Most of the time, Lambert hasn't been spending hours trying to learn a different way of casting a spell that comes second nature. Meaning when the purple runes meant to force Strange back into corporeality appear on the floor, there's something subtly different about it, a glowing ball of purple light hovering lightly in the center.

A ball of purple light that suddenly shoots a streak of crackling force at smoke-Strange. If it makes contact, not only is Strange going to find himself suddenly corporeal, he's also going to find himself flung backwards.