Crystal intently watched the screen. "All that I can see is he's blond," she grumbled, leaning back against the couch cushions with her arms crossed. "Great." She had her trademark angry look on her face but she also looked deep in thought. Her fingers tapped against her arm at a fast pace. "Not enough information," she growled under her breath. She wasn't directing her rage towards Waiola, that was obvious. She suddenly reached over and grabbed her phone. "Maybe Ariana can help," she thought aloud.