They moved up the street, and the woman they spoke to earlier squinted at them. "What? Back so soon?"
"Well.. It turns out she stole from the mayor and has my necklace now. It's complicated. I just want it back."
She looked a little more relaxed, but looked around hesitantly. “Petunia’s a good kid. Troublesome, but a good kid. I’m not going to tell you where she is, but come by the bar tonight. She’s generally here.”
Ferris looked a little nervous. “What time does she normally get here?” The woman squinted. “Do you think I’m her secretary?”
She sighed, turning to face him. "Ferris, why don't we just wait at the bar? It's a public place. If anyone tries to do anything, then.. Maybe I can help explain the situation?"
He laughed slightly, looking down at her. There was something in his gaze, but it was hard to place. "I appreciate it, Fleur, but I'll be fine. Let's just... I don't know. We'll wait in the area until tonight and then go to the bar. Look around. Maybe we'll run into her or something."
