The next day, Fillmore decided to take Shade's advice. So there he was, in front of the door to the art club's main enclave, and he knocked once on the door.

Almost immediately, Torvald Emerson, the self-appointed president of the art club, opened the door. His long brown hair swished a bit to the side as he looked down at Fillmore like a maid eyeing a lump of filth before cleaning it.

"What do you want?"

Fillmore showed the snob his badge, and since it made his first sentence obvious, he got to the point.

"Got an anonymous tip that your studio has something I wanna see. Mind if I take a look?"

Torvald rolled his eyes and got out of Fillmore's way.

"Uhhh…OK."

He then looked to one of the more scrawny artists, who simply turned away from Torvald and focused on a new painting.

Fillmore saw this, but then focused toward why he came here.

As Torvald slowly drew up the curtain that led to his studio, Fillmore turned to what he thought would make more of a clue: Torvald's airbrush.

Just as he thought: on the nozzle of the airbrush was light brown paint, the same color as the dirt airbrushed on the mural's clothes, with tiny specks of cherry oak paint, the same color as the liver spots on the mural's skin.

"Disco." He whispered to himself as he quickly put the nozzle in his pocket.

Needless to say, Torvald didn't look too pleased as he saw Fillmore eyeing the airbrush, so Fillmore simply got up and walked away without looking all that suspicious.

Torvald, however, didn't seem fooled, even when he approached Fillmore with a warm smile as Fillmore approached the door.

"So, did you find anything?"

Fillmore simply mimicked Torvald's smile.

"Maybe, maybe not."

Torvald chuckled a bit and pat him on the back.

"Well you're welcome to come back anytime."

As he said that, Sophie got up from her easel.

"Uhh, Torvald? Could I be excused for a bit?"

Torvald turned back toward her.

"OK. Mind checking on where Cammie is too? She's late!"

Fillmore turned his gaze to Sophie, then back to Torvald.

"I-I'll be goin' now."

With that, he left on his way to headquarters. But before long, he paused when he heard Cammie from the end of the hall.

"Help! Let me out of here!"