Mali glides into the shop, red glowing eyes searching for the one called Omie. Rafi had failed to produce any peanut butter in the past few days and Mali was getting really impatient. If she found Omie, perhaps she would find the heavenly peanut butter. Looking around, she didn't see any signs of Omie, in fact it seemed that nobody was around. Making a sour face Mali gazed about the room until her eyes settled on the statue. Floating over to it, she looked it over with a bored expression. A slight movement from the statue's face caught her attention and her gaze whipped to the statue's face.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.. but she could've sworn it just blinked.