Dabber walked the halls of the museum with his Mama, ogling every artifact to the point that Latte was growing desperately bored, but he couldn't help it. Everything was so cool! From the ancient clay pots to the glimmering gold, he was enamored.

"Mama?" he asked, "How does all this stuff get found?"

"Well," Latte reasoned, "Scientists go out looking for them, and sometime they're just found. Sometimes people go on big adventures and come home with something special." She smiled, then yawned.

Dabber's ears perked and his eyes popped open wider. Adventurers?! There were people who went out on adventures and found treasure! It wasn't like pirates, no. It wasn't stealing. It was just finding, and there were places like this to show it all off! It was just like his treasure-seeking around here, and his treasure gallery under his bed! Dabber's little hooves beat a triple tattoo on the floor and he gushed: "Mama, that's what I wanna do!"

And so it was decided.