Maggie couldn't help but watch the young man before her. [i]The[/i] Fred Jones, it would seem. No wonder he had that leadership thing to him already. Rogers wasn't in the mood for jokes, so she just bite her bottom lip before walking passed him, and through the door, keeping everything that she had meant to say to herself. Finding Shaggy was her top priority now. 

"Alright, tough guy. Where do we start, mister leader?", she was now playing with him, joking around, as she crossed her arms. Like how Shaggy used to do to her back at home. The only way to keep herself on her brother's trail is to try and think like him. It wasn't easy, but it was worth a shot if she ever wanted to find and see him again, alive. It felt like a maze now. Where do they start?