By the time she saw Fae sit next to her, at the bar, she smiled. She shook her head at her question. "Aside from a few creepy glances, I keep getting the same answer: Nothing. No one has seen anything out of the ordinary; no one has noticed anything weird", she said, almost a little disappointed, before looking through the crowd of people. "It feels like it's hiding in plain", as confused as Rogers was; how could Mondevarious be the only one making this claim, if none of the guests would be in agreement? Everybody and everything seemed to be living in a normal fashion, at least, that's what it looked like. It just didn't seem to make any sense...unless they were looking in the wrong places. 

She was sipping her drink, before she widened her eyes, and raised her eyebrows, placing it back on the counter. "I did catch wind about some old, abandoned ride. Perhaps we should look there", maybe they didn't cover enough areas yet. "It's...actually not a bad idea", just as she said this, the sound of Scooby running from behind the trees, and in a panicky fashion. "R'onster! R'onster!", he shouted, scrambling into the arms on Shaggy. "A monster?", he asked, before looking in the direction where his dog came. However, instead of a "monster", it was some guy in a giant bunny costume. 

"Scooby Doo, like, quit goofing around man", he scolded him, putting him down. Maggie frowned, before she too looked back in the direction that the Great Dane ran from. "We should follow the path. Maybe we'll nail ourselves a culprit".