Allan absently scratched Oobis's passing back while listening to Joleen's recount with the sheriff. He wasn't quite sure if the sheriff hated him, or just couldn't stand Allan's ambling behavior. Either way he was glad it was someone else's job to ask for the evidence. When Sarah immersed herself into the laptop he wished he had sat on the couch with her so he could keep up. Allan may have been a technical genius, but he was no match for Sarah's brain power.

"Thanks, Ellie," he grinned. "Can't say I mind, but I might be eating them for the next few weeks." Allan dropped his voice lower after the strange encounter with Mrs. Windsor. "Why is your mom so scary? And when talking about yoga of all things..." He nicked a few more sweets before standing up. 'Is someone really so obvious as to hide out in the caves?'

Even if it did make sense to hide where everyone would think of first, knowledge of the seemingly endless cave system would be required. They had entered the Crystal Cove a few times while hunting down a perp, but the real mapping was left up to spelunkers. Some entrances and branches were still red taped for safety. It was like the whole mountain was secretly a block of Swiss cheese.

Allan ate one more cookie as they got the go ahead to split up and put his hands in his pockets before asking Alexander,"You got your keys?" They usually handed the van over to whoever had to travel farthest for the investigations, but to be honest Allen hoped that some of his friends would be getting a more freeing graduation gift. He knew Sarah wanted to toughen up, but that didn't mean he had to like it. "And probably check in with whoever manages that Villa, you know, just in case this isn't the first time the fog has interfered with someone's plans." It felt like an obvious thing to say; fog could happen for any number of reasons near the beach. Something about this, however, was too convenient. "We might want to keep our eyes peeled tonight."