"Welcome to Naut Couture! I'll be right with you!"
Goggles waved to Gnarly Eddy as they entered. "Hey!"
He returned the greeting. "Heey."
"Do you know an Inkling working here?" Rider intruded.
"Inkling? Nah. Octoling? Naah. But both? Yeah. I don't mind her extra helpin' hands."
She peeked over the counter, then came over to them. She was wearing a Hero Suit Replica with a large Pearlescent Crown that fell over her short straight bangs and Baggy-Sock Fringe Loafs. Contrasting her curly Octoling hair and rounded ears, she had an eye mask which went over her nose. Her eye mask was yellow, her eyes purple with yellow pupils.
"Oh! Hi!" She shook Goggles' hand. "My name is Olivia! My brother likes you and your team!"
"That's why we're here," Rider said. "Your brother's acting weird. Any clue on why?"
She looked scared. "Oh...You know about that. He's been pushing himself too far, working on that secret project of his...Ever since he found that box, he's been pushing me away and acting obsessive. Even his team's been trying to get him to stop, especially Jean-Pierre. You should really talk to him. He knows what Olly's doing."
"Where would he be now?" Specs asked. "Goggles, take those hats off!"
"Why?" Goggles was sitting cross-legged on the ground, Bobble hat standing on the counter and stacking hats on top of his head. "We're going for a record!"
"Goggles! Be serious!"
Olivia shrugged. "I don't know where he's been going ever since that day. It only happened a few weeks ago, after the Nessie, alien, and Bigfoot Splatfest."
"Wait." Rider folded his arms. "After that...somebody painted 'Order Prevails' on the Lobby Tower! Could he have done it?"
"He did buy that helmet. The Eye of Injustice, I think it was called?"
"He is that Inkling. But it's not an Inkling at all! How is he so good at everything? Turf Wars, Anarchy Battles, X-Battles, he hasn't been beaten once!"
"He was a death magnet before he found that box...Whatever was in that box possessed him or something. He's been getting really sick and hardly even recognizes me anymore. Please get my brother back."
The bell on the door rang and Jean-Pierre entered. He walked over to the counter and grabbed a handful of different face masks. He paid and turned. He screamed when he finally saw Rider.
"Oh. It'z just you."
Rider leaned on the counter next to him. "So, Jean-Pierre. Have anything you want to tell me about Olly? Why are you buying so many masks?"
"Z-zat iz private information! I-I can't tell you zat!"
"Oh, too bad. I was really hoping I could help Olly but..." He started out of the store. "I guess that's a no. Well, see ya-"
"Wait."
Rider turned around and came back. "Yes?"
He handed Rider a sheet of paper with an address on it. "Here. I can't tell you anything, but I can show you where he lives."
"Rider, look!" Goggles had almost every piece of headgear on his head, including his trademark goggles.
"T-take those off! Unless you're planning on buying those!" Olivia cried.
"We have our next lead." Rider held out the paper.
Headphones grabbed it an examined the address. "He lives in Moray Tower. One of the higher up floors." She handed it back.
"Fresh, we know where he lives!" Specs said.
"Good luck. When he'z not doing battles, he'z at home working on that thing." Jean-Pierre waved at them as he left.
"When will he be doing battles?" Headphones asked.
He looked at the clock. "For about half an hour more. You better hurry! Come on, Olivia."
"Okay! Good luck, guys!"
"Let's go," Rider said.
"Alright!" Goggles cheered.
He exited the store, forgetting about the headgear stacked on his head, and the doorframe smacked down half of the pile.
"Put those back!" Olivia screamed.