"Made it!" Lucy chimed as she twirled a bit of her partner's dull purple hair in her fingers. She ducked under the door frame with the man carrying her.

"Phew! Perfect idea suggesting I carry you, dear. Quite invigorating." Alfendi let his angel slide off his back and pulled his blue hat off his head. "Next time, I believe it will be your turn." He placed his favored accessory back on his head and began dusting off not himself, but his beloved. Mainly her dress.

"And maybe next time, you should pay attention to your surroundings?" She motioned to the confused people around them, who were talking about certain things.

A quick survey of the area landed the duo by the piano. "Quality instruments like this for such a common place."

"Why would ya figure, sir?" Lucy questioned, gently tapping a white key.

"Miss, please don't touch that. It's the master's finest treasure." Said a finely dressed butler as he passed by.

Alfendi watched as the man left with an expression of concern. "Perhaps I was born with curiosity." He sat on the bench and rested back on the now closed piano, despite the older man's previous statement. "Seems the people have lost valuables. And there's a man missing here."

"The man t' butler referred to? Entertaining the guests." Lucy sat down next to him and pointed towards the crowd nearby.

"Of course. But that's not working for him, is it? Just look at his distressed expression. He can't be the one to have stolen the valuables." Alfendi stroked his chin, feeling the small fine hairs on it. "No. I believe we both know who the criminal already is."

"Sir, I can't prove this makes any sense but would-"

"You could, love. You would be correct. Let us not hesitate, though." He tapped the side of his head.

Lucy turned her head to look behind her. The stunning black piano came into view.

"The piano knows something we don't know, beautiful."

A quick realization came to her eyes and she gazed beneath them. "The bench?"

He knocked on the smooth surface three times. "Why do you think the man was telling us to stay away from the piano? This bench is a part of it. And have you not noticed the other people here, saying not a word to stop us from sitting here, like the man just did?" His arm wrapped around her waist.

"And wot should we do about t' gun though?" She shifted her gaze from the 'master' to her lover. "Sir?"

A mischievous grin took over. "Now I know the three of us strive to keep a clean record but for once-"

"Sir!" Lucy frowned, scooting away slightly but not releasing his hold on her.

"Fine." He grumbled, setting off to stop the poor bastard.

He didn't get far, due to a firm hand grabbing his suit. "And," Lucy continued, "maybe afterwards, you and I can 'investigate' a little further?" She smiled innocently.

He knew there wasn't anything innocent in what she was suggesting though. Alfendi chuckled, removing the hand from his clothes with a nod, then heading to finish his petty task.

And maybe find a closet while he was at it.