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"Dunno. I never had money for games, I usually tend to explore Station Square some, but now that it's in a state of evacuation, there isn't anything to do but loot. We already did our share for food, so I'm vehemontly against doing any more of that." Soul explained quickly. He sighed and looked at the stone ceiling that made up his underground apartment. Idea after idea came up and was subsequently banished in the hedgehog's brain. He wished the thunderstorm would come back, because... "Wait a tick. Thunderstorm. Eggman. Chaos..." He muttered, bringing his brain back on track. This was the day Tails would crash into the beach. He had just been at the hotel, but considering it's toward the end of the day, they'd be near Casinopolis. But things didn't progress as smoothly as they did int he games. Soul was willing to bet Eggman had already planning to raid the Casino rather quickly to get his hands on the Emerald. Gassing the hedgehog would probably leave Eggman time to literally kill Sonic. "Margy, I got an idea of what we can do, but it's far from safe. It may be important, though." He said.

"The Casino. Memory tells me that after the Chaos attack of yesterday, and Eggman's declaration today, Sonic and Tails are making their move to the Casino for it's Emerald today." Soul mentioned as he grabbed for a small pack in the corner. It held a moderate amount of packaged foods, and various useful things for any sort of venture. Why Soul had it was easy enough - This world had much to hide, and he didn't have much in the way of cash, so he expected he'd be evicted one day and made that pack so he at least could spend his starving days doing something. And now, it could come in handy. "But with the changes to the world and plot from the games, I think things will go in Eggman's favor tonight - and I don't think Sonic and Tails will survive this time around." He guessed.

"Fight or Flight? Maybe. I hope it doesn't come down to it, though." He explained, before heading into the bathroom. As he did his business, he decided it would only be good manners to spend a little extra time washing his hands thoroughly. As he was about to exit, he looked at the remains of his clean laundry from last week, and saw a pair of white gloves. Finding it to be too funny not too, he picked up the gloves and put them on in true Sonic fashion. As he turned to exit, he noticed a slight glimmer on the ground next to the sink, and bent down to check it out.

There lied Stephanie's golden key. She must have dropped it when she went to the bathroom this morning. Picking it up, he immediately put a mental block about thinking about her sudden disappearance. Pocketing the small trinket, he sighed as he walked out. As he came out of the bathroom, he found Margy running around on how their earlier escapades against Eggman's Robots were successful. As she took notice of Soul again, she asked a simple question. "The Casino is back where we just came from, near the train station, a little past the grocery store. It's actually one of the few things from the games that changed dramatically from how it looked, but stayed in the same geographic location." He mentioned, before stretching a bit. It was getting late, which meant they were going to be out of time. "Sadly, Margy, I think I'm going to have to get back in the cart if we are to make it there in time." He muttered. However, this was nothing but good news to the overactive hamster.

Soul blinked as Margy continued to out hyper anyone he met before. Walking towards the door, he heard for a moment that she needed to go to the bathroom, and she disappeared from sight. Shrugging, the hedgehog moved through the house and out the door, dragging the cart with him. It bounded off the stairs as he held unto it in one hand. Considering the evacuation, he didn't much care to make much noise. As he got to the foyer, Margy zoomed past him and headed outside, leaving him to push the cart out the door. "I sure as hell hope she washed her hands..."

Soul, luckily, had a good grip on the front end of the cart, leaning forward. He had actually expected a much jerkier kick-off, but it didn't make it all that more pleasurable. The hyper-active hamster was off, and Soul was the unwilling passenger. Directing the hamster with his finger, he started to wonder if maybe he should just install seats in the bloody thing. As they went on, he started to think about just how fast Margy was going. The speed boost the artifacts Tikal gave the hamster had definitely amped it up, but he was starting to er on the side of, 'is this even street legal?' Dumbed down to 'is this even legal?'

Soul's Guess? No. No it was not.

"Faster...?" Soul called back. "Even if I said no, would that really change your plan?" He yelled over the rattle. He directed her, helping the hamster get to their destination the fastest. Taking a moment to think, Soul quickly realized that he was going to show her right to the... And then Margy hit the breaks. Taking a moment to blink, he leaned his head down and sighed. "Oh Gorramit."

"I've been on a mile-long Roller coaster made of wood with the biggest drops in my state." Soul said. While the initial free fall always got to him, he was used to the sensation of speed and being completely unable to do anything about. However, Margy seemed to be enjoying herself, and as long as nothing toppled... he was fine. However, cracked skulls would put a damper on the fun, but he decided against thinking about it. Taking a moment, he decided, "Margy, for the love of all that is holy, don't emulate my next action." He called back. As soon as he did, he let go of the cart and put his hands in the air.

For a childhood spent on roller coasters, he had a tough time not doing that by now.