When Evie was near the front door of the crumbling building she slowed her pace just a little bit so she was able to keep an eye out for the tall muscular man of a boy. Now knowing that he had detention she followed the halls down to Dr. Facilier's office. It was considerably good to to miss or skip detention on the Isle, but you also don't want to have to deal with the voodoo man's rage later in the week when it's had time to fester. Evie walked into the room without worry because Dr. Facilier doesn't care who comes into the detention. He only cares about who didn't. Jay sat on top of a desk flexing to himself obviously caught in a fantasy not really paying attention to anything at all. Evie could practically see the self confidence that he was exuding. Not wanting to bother him but needing an answer she tapped his arm. "Hey, Evie! I thought you didn't show. Wait! Is that why you're here?" "No. Actually Mal came by to talk to me and things were said and where most likely do you think she'd be?" She said all at once. "When Mal's upset she likes to sit on the docks and throw rocks at the fish. I think you should try there." "Okay then bye!" She shouted already out the door. Evie needed to go quickly but couldn't run in heels so she settled for speed walking instead. Faces passed her by but none of them were familiar. When she got closer to the docks she got caught in a wave of people screaming at a ship. Evie saw nothing but the colors gold, black, and red signifying that it was Harriet's ship. In the middle of the riot Evie found many reasons not to be there. Number one: it was too loud for her to concentrate. Number two: the jolting of people next to her made it feel like she were on the boat. And finally number three: the smell was terrible since multiple unbathed dirty villains were crowded on the docks which was surprisingly still standing with all that weight. It had become clear that Mal was not there.