Maggie had thoughts filling up her pretty, little head, and one of them was: [i]Where could the gang have gone?[/i] She didn't want to think on the fact that they could have left without saying goodbye, especially from someone like Norville. He and Maggie stuck together since they were kids, and for him to not leave a note or a sign that he was leaving was beyond Shaggy and the rest of the Rogers family. He called her "Sugie" since she was a baby and a toddler, but now, she demanded him to just call her "Maggie", or anything closely related to that said-name. 

After stopping in her tracks, she turned around to face Nathaniel, who appears to be composing himself from something, but it was none of her [i]kind[/i] business to ask. Hearing him say that they should "split up", she was more than ready. "Okay. I'll start in Shaggy's room. Hopefully I'll find something useful in there instead of stashed food", she lightly joked before giving a chuckle, turning around and walking to where the gang's quarters would be, knocking her right hip into a small table nearby in the hall. "Man", she softly groaned. [i]Please be something that's useful for our case[/i].