Galimie asked around a few places she knew about... from gossip and the like. A pawnbroker whose son she had a few dates with before was surprised to see her, as his so could no longer 'afford' to take her out, was friendly non the less, she asked around an jewelry that had been pawned and was surprised to see the man show her her mothers necklace.... she hadn't brought any money with her, as she had never been allowed to carry her own money as it where....The Satin liked to shelter it's workers form the burdens of outside life....now she cursed it.

She had written the missing item down in a log book like she was supposed to if something was taken from her while out with a client. She confirmed with the broker that it was indeed her necklace, but didn't demand it back despite the clear emotional pain not having it gave the beautiful elf. "I'll come back with money tomorrow Mr. Kirkler, i promise. Please try to not sell it to any body?" She asked with a pleading and soft voice, it melted the brokers heart a bit before the elf maid left. He'd have to file a report with both the elf maids work and the police.... he let out a sigh, he was getting to old for this....but pawning things kept his family afloat.

Galimie was muttering elvish curses under her breath as she strode towards teh south part, hood pulled close over her head to keep the rain out of her eyes for a bit. "Why can't thieves pick up a proper and respectable job....." She muttered angrily kicking at a few stones. The rain began to come down harder and the dark haired elf moved under a big tree, sheltered under it's branches. She noticed another figure under the tree as she pulled her hood off, her pointed ears flicking slightly.