"Do you always have that necklace?" Lisa walked out of the bathroom with a bathrobe.
"What necklace?"
"That necklace,"
"Ooh, this?"
"Yes,"
"Yeah, I guess so,"
"Where did you get it from?"
"I don't even know, thinking of that I just have it,"
"Since when?"
"I'm not sure but I guess since I was born,"
"Don't you find it a bit suspicious?"
"Now that you have said it I feel like it's a bit suspicious,"
"Can I take a look,"
"Sure,"
"It seems there is a small key at the bottom," he said after observing the necklace for a while.
"A key?"
"Mmh, I'm sure its a key,"
"Do you think it opens somewhere like a safe or something of the sort?"
"Yeah, I think so it's like a puzzle there is something missing from it,"
"Do you have any idea of what it opens?"
"No, but when I remember something I'll tell you, keep it for now,"