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Nadia was nervous, was she old enough to be doing stuff like this?! Looking over at Alphonse she gulped and then began to think about it. Perhaps she could look at it as a school project, like she was gathering information for a topic she was writing about or something.

Yea, that was what she was going to do.

"So we have to find Carl Scott..." Where would they look first? Where the accident happened? Surrounding areas? How do they know he didn't die in the explosion? Lack of body most likely. Looking at Alphonse she hoped they would be able to offer an opinion.

Well, this could be problematic. "Oh, you're right. It's possible he was banged up enough no one could recognize him. And if he was unconscious then no one would for sure know." Where was the nearest hospital? She wasn't too familiar with where it was because she'd never had to go there.

"Do you know where the closest one is? I'm sure he might be there?" She offered trying to look around for any sign of the building from where they were currently at.

Ophelia sat on the curb next to Nadia and Alphonse, listening attentively to their conversation, tail wrapped around her body, a newspaper clipping from The Destiny City Sun held daintily between her paws.

'Maybe we could find him at the hospital.'

Not sure that she remembered Vulcan's instructions correctly, Ophelia glanced at the byline on the article again.

"Carl Scott wasn't a victim. He's a reporter." She said gently, offering the piece of newspaper up for either Alphonse or Nadia to look at. "He only wrote this story that blames a sailor scout for driving a stolen bus into a gas station - or a grocery store, not entirely sure which. If we're going to find him we should go to the Destiny City Sun building. Where they print the newspaper."

A pause.

"The hospital is a good idea, though. There might be somebody in recovery there we can interview as an eyewitness. They''ll be able to tell us who was really driving the bus."