July had been scoping out the exterior when attention was brought to him. He had been settled in the city for a while, so many of the cowboy jokes had died down. The hat could cause a renewal of the nickname though.
His change of focus of course did not come before he noticed the light come on upstairs. He very carefully put his finger to his lips and cautiously made a shushing sound before his finger pointed obviously towards the window on the upper left side. "We need to be careful and quiet now," he whispered. He would prefer to just kick the door in, but the light renewed the need for quiet. He took the lock picks and whispered, "Frankly, this ain't my normal skill set, but I'll give it a shot."
They were young. Maybe these magi didn't understood the power they held inside which is why they focused on doing things the old fashion way. Of course, Guardians too understood the need to do things without magic. Maybe they just needed a teacher. Regardless, July was concerned about his lockpicking skills, so he imagined the Imago in his mind and reached out through Time in order to do things better the second time. His connection through time was weak, but enough it seemed because, though he struggled the first time, after looking through time he was able to improve and open the lock. "There you go," he whispered.
1 success2 success from second roll