Both Harry and Kyle had gone from tavern to tavern searching for the girls, seeing if they could find out any information, but they have had no such luck so far. Their search led them onto the streets. They looked everywhere and Kyle had even drawn pictures of the two.
"Excuse me, have you seen these two, one of them is a blond with a scrunched up face. Her eyebrows sometimes look like they are touching each other." Kyle asked, but there were no answers.
It was a large city and them just going around wasn't going to work.
The two didn't know what to do, and that's when they decided to stop by at another tavern, and got a few drinks, as they let their minds refocus on what was the next step.
"Let's think of this more logically," Harry said. "What could have been so important to Sylvia that she had to go off in the first place?"