Author's Note: Woo! Another chapter! Mostly dedicated to all my friends on JRChat and in the CC, and my close friend IRL Morrigan A. Aensland. I'm sorry I don't own The Sims: The Urbz, otherwise I'd be a rich and happy girl. The only part I own is Eveline (who I have desperately tried not to make a Mary Sue).

With a skip in her step and a song in her heart, Eveline practically danced over to the elevator. After punching in the button for the top floor, she waited impatiently for her floor. Then the bell clanged, and the door opened.

To say the least, she wasn't impressed. Even though she knew Kris wouldn't put her in a palace, she expected at least a few walls. Nevertheless, she took a shower and napped on the tattered couch. After her quick nap, she hurried down to the lobby and munched on a snack. Then a familiar overall-clad brunette strutted in the front door. "Hold up Evie! I need you to do a few chores for me, please!"

Eveline walked towards Kris. "Hmm…I need you to fix the drinking fountains. And fix my TV. And no, don't whine. I bought you a bed, so run that up to your room for me. Okay?" The blue-haired girl nodded her head. "Okay. Now get to work, girl!" Kris smiled over her shoulder as she walked off.

The young girl got to work immediately. The drinking fountains weren't too hard to fix, and the television wasn't difficult either. Things went as normal, until a strange thing popped up on the TV screen.

"MR. KING!"

"Hold up Eveline. I'm just a hologram."

"Why did you sell the building? It was like your son!"

"I sold it for a yacht, a trip to Paradise Island, and a load of money."

"WHAT? YOU SOLD YOUR SON FOR A VACATION?"

"Please right this terrible wrong I have wrought…wrung…commited! I've hidden plans for you in a DU somewhere in Urbania. I'm counting on you Eveline! If you build it…they will come.

And, before she could talk any more, the holographic Mr. King disappeared. Eveline ran the bed over to her current domicile, and then looked for Kris to ask what to do next. Once she was nearby the law offices, the familiar janitor came near with a sad look on her face. "Thanks for the bed, Kris."

"You're gonna need it. We're probably staying here a bit longer than you hoped."

"I got my job back?"

"Nope…but I may be job hunting too. I…umm…"

"What?"

"I locked the keys in the building."

"WHAT?"

"But Lily Gates, the lawyer, keeps a key set in her office."

"So, just break in and get them."

"Woah Eveline. I'm not good at that stealthy type of thing. I need you to pick the lock and locate the keys."

Eveline looked dejected at this newest development. "Okay Kris. I'm not too sure about this though…promise I won't get hurt or go to jail?" "I promise. It's only getting a few keys. Oh, and borrow my tool bench and books if you need to read up on this sort of thing." The blue haired girl walked away, and grabbed a snack before settling down to work.

After studying, the lock-picking wasn't too hard. Eveline managed to open the door with relative ease, then entered the room. She looked in the bookcase, then the cabinet. Finally, the search yielded results by the computer. Once she had the keys in her hand, she proceeded to walk out the door and find Kris. But the alarm went off. "This must be Thursday." Eveline said. "I never could get the hand of Thursdays."

Author's Postscript: I'm not too stellar at dialog, sorry. This chapter followed storyline as well, but I will add different stuff later. Okay? Okay.