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She rolled her eyes, laughing slightly. "It's suprising. But with pink hair, she shouldn't be hard to find."
He huffed. "In this country."
She huffed, walking down the pathway indignantly. "It was stolen from me first. It's mine."
"There's nothing interesting about it," he said flatly.
She stepped out, looking around curiously.
He looked over at her. "Still? No."
She squinted slightly, but nodded. "Mm. Yeah. We'll let you know if we find it."
"Thank you for telling us," she said, her hands clasped together. "I appreciate it."
He was quiet. Eventually the made it out of the store and were back on their way to the house.
Fleur's eyes widened. "What? Seriously? Did you get any information on the thief?"
She nodded. "It's small and gold, and looks a bit like a locket. There are leaves and flower patterns on it."
He looked ahead, going back towards the 1st floor.
He looked over at Ferris before stepping inside, her hands folded.
He nodded. "Right. Let's head back and I'll show you on the map."
"A necklace," she said, gesturing vaguely. "It was a family Heirloom."
He looked around with a frown. "No, not that I could think of."
Fleur looked up at him, her head tilted slightly. She looked a little nervous. "Hello.. I'm sorry to disturb you but I think you bought something...
"No, it'll be somewhere else that I'll show you when we get back."
She laughed nervously, knocking on the door. "Yeah, okay."
He looked thoughtful. "Lead them in the opposite direction of the meeting point and then shake them."
