Still Passionate and Confused

I was attracted by the flame of the bunsen burner and the smell of something indescribable coming from the bubbling green liquid in the Erlenmeyer flask above it. Scanning the work bench I see the notebook lying open a few feet to my left. I walk over to the notebook, and as I put on my reading glasses and reach out towards the open page, I hear the door open, and in your best Karloff you say "Of all the laboratories in all the castles in all of Transylvania, you had to walk into mine"