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"Should we start a search party?" asked Beatrice.
"I'm leaving with my crew for a submarine expedition. I'll keep an eye out," Kit volunteered. The swimming coach gave her an annoyed look. "I think both your eyes will be more successful if they are in your head." Kit rolled her eyes.
"It's just an expression, which here means, 'I'll look for Lemony, Esme and Olaf.'"With that, she left.
"Perhaps we should go out to look," suggested Mr. Quagmire. Jerome, come help me get some people to help, and we'll alert the volunteer feline detectives. We recently got new ones so that the lions that were still working here when you worked with us could retire. Jerome nodded and exited chatting away cheerfully. The man with the pistachio nuts scribbled away even faster at his sketches and then paused to offer everyone some of his nuts.
At this point, Lemony Snicket was scared. They had been driving for three days, stopping every so often at gas stations. He was losing lots of work time, had passed several fires he and Olaf should have helped put out, yet every time they passed a fire, Olaf laughed and muttered something inaudible. In addition, Lemony had found a pack of matches in the back seat.
Because Olaf had not told Esme anything, she had become anxious again, and began starring at Lemony unendedly. (AN: is that a word? He began to wish Olaf would tell him something.
"Would they be in the Varied Zoo Dome?" questioned Jerome. Though he had good intentions, this was a semi-selfish suggestion. He loved animals, but Esme never wanted them in the penthouse because they were prone to ruin the furniture. He missed the dome most of all, and his friend who worked there.
Mr. Baudelaire shrugged. He doubted it, but there was no where else to look at the headquarters, and the felines would have the surrounding areas. "I doubt Lemony would, and I think there other two, or at least Olaf, are with him. Lemony's terrified of weasels, and a bunch just arrived last week; the zoo keeper still hasn't gotten them all together. But, there's no other place to look, so let's go, I'm sure you're excited to see the-" but he stopped talking when they entered the dome. There was a lot of noise, with animals shouting and screeching, people walking, and repair being done.
The two searched every nook and cranny. "A rather peculiar word cranny," Jerome spoke up. "I've never heard it used in any other context besides 'nook and cranny.'" They were getting up from interrogating a pair of monkeys (unsuccessfully) when a voice called out: "Jerome! How good to see you! Would you like to visit with my new cobra?" Jerome accepted this offer graciously from his friend and followed Dr. Montgomery into his office to see the reptile.