It wasn't long after the search began when Vandal found the keys. The sound of them jingling was like music. With a hardy laugh, Simon stumbled over to his acrobat. "There's a good lad".

"Way to go, bro!" Vi chimed in.

Simon grabbed the keys and stuffed them away into his pocket. That's when Vandal asked about dinner. "Hmm, that's a good question" he began to ponder. Vi, on the other hand, seemed to be digging through her pockets. What started off as her casual stance quickly turned more tense as she began digging through her pockets more intensely. "What do you kids think about some grilled chicken?" Simon asked them. His eyes trailed over to the panicked girl, his eyebrow raising slightly. "Vi? What's the matter?"

"M-My lucky charm! It's gone!"